When the corrupt leaders loot,
The savaged downcast also shoot.
All in the name of wealth.
Backwardness has always been the slogan
It continues until the relief of their barbaric organ.

Good leaders have come and gone;
Good singers have written songs;
Successions have come to destroy;
Loot the already made goods with
With bad people they deploy.
In the name of ‘’on my side’’.
Not really concerned with the best
Leaving wide.

Grandparents! What was your secret?
We are made to know it was
Patriotism and good laws
You decreed.
Mother told me you were selfless.
Does it mean our generation are careless?
The wind will keep blowing on our faces
Pull us back and keep us lingering in our
unfinished cases.

©Ralph Amore