We Are Usually Not Aware

We are usually not aware Of those things that cause despair As long as they aren't shares of spoils No one toils and moils Like the menaces against our local farmers We are not aware The lives reported dead at the Toll Gate We are not aware The cause of the floods that ravage our communities We are not aware Just like milk that spoil when it stays too long No political party should be allowed to stay for long Three years and a term should be enough The desired four years and two terms are always rough Let's call a spade a spade Maybe our leaders are happy at the sight our blood on their blade The desperation that caresses their quest for power Proves that they'll become intoxicated with veto power The singular cause of our despair Is their nonchalant attitude to repair Except for the shares of booties They didn't aspire to render civic duties