Ruth Of Corruption Poem by George Samuel

A dancing government
And Pan-African enjoyment
Masqueraded with painted promises
On their quest to self prominence
In office they unleash their vicious toothpick

And feast on the nation's economy till it get sick
Their tenure is neither gray hair or grave
And country men wished they weren't slaves
Without human rights
Destitute of a hero to help them fight

Because in their eyes school girls suffer tyranny
Now passed away like a garbage irony
Yet they queer up for re-election
Trying in vain to suppress this national commotion
How about democracy

How about right of citizens
The expectation of mother of school girls
Many who are proud of their state
Here when they ask where is your country
The north should hold their cows

the south their mustache
The west count their waist beads
The east eased all into the sea
Now the head can never be found