Poetry /
Corruption, Corruption, and more Corruption or Injustice [4]
@Holt
Thanks once again,
hehehe @ rushed worked. Yes I did
I have since edited. I would welcome areas or paragraphs I could cut down as the word limit is at 800word and I feel its too long
Corruption, Corruption, and more Corruption or InjusticeTheir lives were corrupted by lies,
Their hearts are torn by the hand of corruption
My people determined yet asking
Of whom should they put their trust!?
Certainly, not the previous corrupt minds
For they were corrupt and wasteful
A deprived populace in need
Instigated by mortification
The youths clamoring for new beginnings
Of my people I asked
Why must you marry?
A marriage of convenience in the absence of true love it ended
Adieu to corruption, though far from the truth
They demanded a new political leader
So change the name I called myself beckoned;
As a leader, I asked, why are you so corrupt?
Write wrought of the nation
A painful cry I heard
So I became my people's leader
I also made promises
For the lyrics was plausible the nation glaring;
In this dry and thirsty land, the song was like a water so I yielded
Forgetting that a person who gives in to evil is like a polluted spring
In my defense, the kept complaining
My people's undoing
If my actions were based on good intentions then I have no regret
Though they should have known I was weak,
Weak in old age and now sick I must take care of myself first before my people's affairs
Does this justify me a great leader??
Certainly not, because still torn my people cry 'oh more corruption'
For I have since denied the empty promises I made
By so doing I became corruption by name
My people humming
Now my people's current state is akin to a bird;
A political leader who plugged and still plugs at the feathers of his people,
I must now make my point to my people thus;
The previous leader allowed you freedom
Yet my you cried you were in pain ~ democracy their response
Now without intending, or who knows
My thoughts only I have access to
A featherless bird I released you but in pain, who would not!?
Still, you follow me
What thou seeketh??
You say you have no choice???
The shout can be heard even from a far
Yet you fear your injustice cry may not be heard
Thinking out loud my people asks themselves;
Do we really have only this injustice to reflect in our current state!?
In my leadership, the nation overlooks the corruption
My people's admiration for her nation impeccable however dreamily
My people appreciates and would have yesterday
For in the quietness of their heart,
The unspoken is heard,
The unsearchable knowable
They did not need to say it for as their leader to some extent, knew my people lived simply before I came
No matter the corruption, my people dreamt and lived their dreams!!!
I know the nation, I, myself corrupt!!!
I know my people and my people know me
Now they dare say to me her leader, the change mantra,
True they respond before you came we saw corruption still today we see it
They tell me where they saw corruption before they still see and begs
The irony which says "the previous LEADER blossomed like never seen"
For would I question myself???
Only the have these facts to chew on
As a leader, I can not be seen backing down in a crisis
Then they would of me "a weak man in a crisis, is weak indeed!
I must stay to fight the corruption I was chosen to fight against for my people
Even when old and sickness would not leave me alone
For the uncertainty, my people face today, myself corrupt
Every second, minute, hour and day they look and ask one last question
Where is the leader of yesterday?
Where is the leader of today??
'Here I am' a leader's answer!
For a pregnant tomorrow, my people have locked their hearts away to,
I am a leader
The Remnant of my lies
For my people who yearn for a great leader say I am corruption
They keep complaining
Corruption, corruption, and more corruption or injustice
Oh how, I stand tall, loud and proud in this open land of corruption
I heard their thinking; the previous administration was more corrupt and wasteful so I came.
Adamant in pain,
In groans"no country leader, is right 100 percent of the time,"
How rooms are furnished with valuable, beautiful things where there is knowledge.
For my people who see their current corrupt state as a challenge as opposed to failures should I become a great leader?
Reframing from blaming past events I can not now control
For only legitimacy problems have arisen,
My people interpreting that I have no power,
At the top of their voice, they have screamed a leader weak in a crisis, is weak indeed!
Harder and harder, my people push to strive against corruption!
I am that step of strive
Yet, voices crying corruption, corruption, and more corruption or injustice unceasing