To The Orator Poem by Tinashe Mupedzapasi

Speeches
When it comes to speaking
Your mouth spit words in abundance sire
Vein words no sound plan
But lies and immature speech
What have you in your bag sire
What do you have for the people
Words or action or just hope for the blind
Preaching change preacher
how will you bring it to life
Greed and excitement or you surely are the living hope
Sire we have had much of the verbal battle
Now we long for deeds
Many may stand with you
But the wise doubt your maturity
The time is yours, let your deeds prove you.