The Poverty of a Prosperous Nation

Our prosperity lies not in the dead we celebrate but in the lives we liberate and educate. Our poverty lies not in the funds we lack but in the giants who are slow and slack. I see the stars sinking in the ocean of death and fishes flying in the skies without breath... Priority is imprisoned, confusion reigns, the future is left in the pit of past pains. Virtues vacated the villa of our vocabulary dignity is denied a space in our dictionary. Committees commune to commit crimes, the common man faces terrible times... Our terrains have been sold to terrorists, our borders voraciously vomit tourists. Western pests with logs in their eyes are now the ones who seem to be wise... Stealing of public funds is not corruption; our best legacy is now road construction. Those we call fools do not lack wisdom, the wise among us rules in thraldom. The poverty of a prosperous nation thrives... When friuts do not allow seeds to survive. Shall we stop fueling the greedy minority and start feeding the needy majority.