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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