The Taxpayer's Plight

Incessant taxes, an unyielding bane, A weight that crushes, a burden I sustain, As a citizen, I bear this mantle, To uphold my patriotic crown. And yet, the taxes rise unceasingly, A relentless pursuit of my earnings, unyielding, I must file my returns before the deadline, Lest I'm penalized, and my fortune declines. My record is spotless, Never tangled in the law's thorny mess, But the government robs me blind, Like it's their right, and they are so inclined. Heavy borrowing, rampant looting, Now I carry the cross, of a burden that's not my own, While the government turns a deaf ear, My opinions, worthless, mere dust in the air Dear politician, do you not see, My struggles, as I toil day by day, Under the scorching sun, pouring rain, My body aches, my spirit in disarray. All to fund your comfort and ease, To send your kids to the best schools in the world, While mine scramble for desks in tiny, filthy rooms, With scarce resources, and shattered dreams. My pockets run dry, While you get everything in life, A fat paycheck, a luxury car, Mortgage, health insurance, a pension. So I ask, dear politician, what's the need? Is your family more deserving of my hard-earned bread? Why must you take, without remorse or heed, From my life, and my children's future seed? All I ask is for equity, For a government that's transparent, a leader with sincerity, I want my children to grow and thrive, Not just barely survive. I implore you, dear politician, To listen to my humble plea, and to your conviction, Lead with sincerity and integrity, And grant me a life of true dignity.