Things Can Never Be Better

They talk so much but do little Yes that’s it, for that is all they can do When we used to walk distances on daily routine It was enough to say things can be made better Horses, bicycles and carts saved the bare-footed walks But oh, it takes so much a time and still exhorts our energy on sunny days Then the cars came with roofs, comfort of the seating, air conditioning, radio and all… What else do we need? Look! The road is too bad for our commuting with the cars, We need better roads. The road, when graded to eliminate the pot-holes and straightened; The road has taken part of my piece of land, The road makers destroyed part of my property, The road is too dusty that we get dirty and sick after commuting, The houses close by are living in a hell of dust. A well asphalted motor way would have been the best. This newly constructed asphalt road is killing commuters and pedestrians due to over-speeding The speed rumps will do us some good. This speed rumps are so many; Delays the smooth running, and our waist pains after our journey. The lantern is too smoky and gives us catarrh and even the kerosene is scarce. We hate this ‘dum-sor’ with this electricity that has spoilt us. One can apparently do nothing when the lights are out; Not even to cook. There is no ‘light-outs’ now but the electricity bills are becoming unbecoming; In fact, it is too much so they have to do something about it. This flooding has become per annual event in our cities, Can’t we get any of them to turn things around? They now want to deny us even where we stay, They have collapsed some nice expensive building just to create a gutter, oh! Even you are not save as you walk on the streets, A man was arrested for just throwing a small polythene on the street, And a woman with a baby at her back who threw pampers into the gutter… We have no jobs but have schooled all these while. Youth Employment is here for you, You expect a graduate to plant vegetables or work for Zoomlion? Or be a bead-weaver?