Dine With the President
Come and dine with the president
Even to the poor estate residents
Where foodstuffs are bargained with rodents
in hunger maternity we were patients
Come let's dine in aso rock
where no ******* rocks
where the poor turn to ducks
Even where the money coughs
The mass themselves look like cocks
They also made themselves hawks.
Come and dine in his jet, private
where cursory luxury turned their climate
Our voiceless voices stood as primates.
I want to dine with the president
so I can ignore 'n' trample on residents.
The poor,mass and the downcast
Like they do, their faeces to our face,cast
They eat by dropping sit
drink from a standing pit.
Come and lie with the president
contingents 'n' steals many jets
conposed themselves to be execu-thieves
Always there to do the judi-sharing
Went to school of legisla-chop
kleptomaniacy as the highest chief
Feigned 'n' deceitful promises to our hearing
The voiceless,we the powerless have nothing else
We stood at their gate with our plates, foodieless
Cried for our share until we went cryless
Fought here 'n' there but we were powerless
I know we spoke n spoke but we were voiceless.
Join me let's dine with the president.
Copyright © Oliver Samuel Chukwuebuka | Year Posted 2017
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