Hello guys...
It's your potential blogger here again.
Leaving in a third world nation with a shabby political system can be a big discomfort. So I wrote this poem to give You guys an insight into the reality of citizens in these countries. It's unfortunate how poverty has ensured the continuous reign of bad rulers and suffering of the people. I do hope you understand it.
Unperfect Regime
They alter the most beautiful words
From a podium raised high above your heads
Looking down at you
While they re-educate you
Making you blind to your morals
And deaf to the concept of justice
They sweet talk the power from you
And visit you with untold hardship
Then you complain bitterly
And question their humanity
The same humanity you threw away
And you demand humility and honesty
Forgetting you sold your rights
For arms not large enough
Even to keep you a forth night
And then you assemble your neighbors
To partake in an unholy fellowship of lament
Then like a light of hope
The opportunity comes again
But so do they.... The circle continues.
