Leadership

Our leadership has been anguished Our society is malnourished We are presented with a cup-full of disease Our hopes have been turned a decease Our night has turned sour By the gunshots of leaders of ours Our youthful senility Has been substituted for grey hairs' agility Our cry for help is like a shout in a deep sea They cannot speak, hear nor see They can't acknowledge it 'cause they are too blind, deaf and dumb To our plight, they went numb I put no trust in future of today For my hope is lost in the abysmal of yesterday Maybe, just maybe, thy dear God will have mercy and make their minds mature For I retire in bright future.