29th September, 2015 Writers

I look upon our votes, 

They are busy enriching themselves,

Setting selfish policy

I smile at the rising sun,

It's was busy beaming its rays, 

On dead plants

I had conferences with politicians,

Alas! They had ditch politics, 

And hook up with politricks

I ran with hope to the sword and scale,

With sorrow,I was informed,

Law and order has been exported

I cried to the beard and collar, 

They try comforting me that, 

Godliness has been sent to exile.

Disappointed I went back home, 

The future looks dark, 

I saw no hope but still believe, 

A savior will arrive one day.

Osun, Nigeria
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