Dear Mr President

1# Prideful

You elevated

Above all for them to see

Poverty will be


The home of all dead

While you spend our riches bare

Us left in dried stare


2#  Coward’s

You sit there a sleep

While life passes like lost sheep

Where are you hiding ?


3# Selfishness

Five houses to keep

Five wives to give a dog treat

Where is your mind bound ?


Suffer we will meet

sisters pain, misery greet

is love to be found ?


our life back to life

dreams lived without a blunt knife

to my throat grinding




The End

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