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Tilted Nation the Oxymoron of a Leaderehip

Tilted nation (the oxymoron of a leadership) We have heard great news Of a land with pleasant views Where no stranger will refuse Now lost like Cinderella's shoes Its now an Open secret The extreme degree of unspoken descreet Beneath this state. This race who does nothing but recede Bittersweet feelings of nostalgia Like being hit by the noble spears of 'alger' The land of my birth. The once berth of giant ships A once giant of africa ,Now a Jumbo shrimp A people who stand Alone yet 'together' Pullng together only to put Asunder Everything thay was ever good about her Incessantly and confidendlty 'Growing smaller' Undignified leadership our Only choice Leadership after leadership, still "the same difference The best man never wins. He never has a voice Things are 'Weirdly normal'. Yet we rejoice No doubt her leadership is Clearly 'confused' With directions scarcely profused villians Act naturally, alliens reign effortlessly formulating policies Irrationally, bilateral pacts lopsidedly The kind of captaincy that be beaming 'dark lights' On gloomy, shadowy dark nights Forcing round pegs in square holes Just to put Legs on the bounty their pairs stole Isnt it 'Amazingly awful'? How law enforcers behave unlawful? In a country that 'sleeps open eyed' Because her security often slides. So much poverty in the midst of plenty Water everywhere yet none to drink Thousands now for the worth of a penny We nomore know what to think Aloota continua! An ode to the honest thieves Brutal Paranoia Always rejoicings; bringing in the sheaves My country!, Painfully beautiful yet overwhelmed in disabling terror Honour lost, savour lost, what's lefts is Horror Here is the sinking of spirits; the consternation. . Depleting of limits; a hostile nation Oh! My country! Where is your Original copy? This one seems completely foggy Quit the lane of the 'Walking dead'! And join the gladiators Instead!! Your people is no Small crowd Of this and more you should be proud Eschew the deeply superficial persons." That be busy doing nothing." Bid mediocrity Farewell Hate to be Passively aggressive Quit walking on eggshells And those ideologies -excessively retrogressive Break this 'Deafening silence' Justify your refining licence Then, a light at the end of the turnel? ...A Definitely maybe

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Date: 10/4/2020 8:58:00 AM
My honest poetic view of my country
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