For four year they were there,
dining and drinking; with all days of merriments.
Neglecting the hope of a common man,
just like you and I.
Living up to their wishes,
and making their lifes best.
Not minding his poeple's heart,
even those who worked all days to get them in.
Turning dark the society,
making so difficult to live in for man.
Now they've come again,
pretending to have changed from their wickedness.
With many unseen promises,
just to regain thy heart.
Taking them back could be much hazardeous,
and keeping away remains the best.
Dedicated to:
'ALL BAD GOVERNANCE'
I alreadly suspected same....u r politically inclined..nice lines
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wonderful poem, lovely written