THE MASSES OUTCRY

It is high time we checked our leaders' brains
Who have caused us all sorts of pains
They always rob the masses with their pens
And usually spend beyond what they earn
Turning the seat of power into a robbers' den.

All are the same, both women and men
This makes me wonder whether they are insane
That they have us at heart, this I know they feign
Setting up of Corruption Panel is all in vain
They simply camouflage during their reign.

They always make provisions for their days of rain
Not minding that their gains are our pains
I wonder if it is the same blood that runs in their veins
Or they have the blood of the hens
That makes them immersed wealth with no restraints.







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