The Parliament

Your hallowed chamber shuts its doors Against our constricted faces As our feet endure heated floors Because of a million cases Before your oath, we gave the votes In spite of sweltering coercions But now your tongue tags us felons Because the multitude revolts You have corrupted the chamber And shown contempt for citizens By putting gold before service And self before voiceless people Like those whose seats you now possess The bullion unites your voices Against a people expectant Because they pant for change anew With ballots ready for harvest You brandish your lack of virtue By offering us stale porridge To yet again sell you our rights When we resist the enticement You unleash vicious touts on us To take that not freely given As mandate of the populace Our tolerance is expired Now we possess the raw courage And are proud to bear our anger In cleansing the debauched chamber