Where Power Rests
Where power rests
On a bed of roses
Citizens ignorantly lie
On artificial beds of ashes
Wearing old sack clothes
Moving in the morning
Without washing faces
And cleaning their legs
Then the nation’s dogs
Will bark without biting
Sleeping with eyes closed
Copyright © Solomon Ochwo-Oburu | Year Posted 2016
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