Leadership
Our leadership has been anguished
Our society is malnourished
We are presented with a cup-full of disease
Our hopes have been turned a decease
Our night has turned sour
By the gunshots of leaders of ours
Our youthful senility
Has been substituted for grey hairs' agility
Our cry for help is like a shout in a deep sea
They cannot speak, hear nor see
They can't acknowledge it 'cause they are too blind, deaf and dumb
To our plight, they went numb
I put no trust in future of today
For my hope is lost in the abysmal of yesterday
Maybe, just maybe, thy dear God will have mercy and make their minds mature
For I retire in bright future.
Copyright © Charles Chidera | Year Posted 2022
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