@Ali5511 4 May 2020

Our Senators

In the past and present, History seems to repeat itself Our masters from the constituencies Executhieves chairmen of corrupt practices Comptroller generals of our economy Custodians of the country policies Advocators of money laundering The masters of corruption Vultures that feed on carcasses With their talon fingers, Squandered our wealth and feed on our national cake. We had you represent us, represent our constituencies and even our States. Although, we never see you come to our aids. We were told to pray for the country Pray for the leaders that born our burdens Are we not going to be worried? Our senators promised us earth Treating us like babies when they were not there Promised to build for us a castle and launch it in the air Promised to kill the poverty and bury penury Promised us panoply of comforts and platinum of goods Now that the ball is in their courts They seat in the power house and order the chef They call the bankers and send the cheque They build the mansion in their homeland Generator as light Borehole as water Camera as guards Now that they've become a parvenu An icon in the capital but a stranger at he Killing our future with their parochial policies Our senators are mortals that live like an immortals Our senators are follies born in exile but die as a king