Muhammed Yusuff Poems

Upon the stage of governance, aloft they seem to sit, The politicians with their thrones, in power's grand outfit. We cast our votes, our voices heard, in hope of honest steer, Yet find ourselves beneath their gaze, the truth becomes quite clear.

The seats of those we elevate, by ballots' silent cheer, Are perched upon our trust and faith, on promises so dear. But lo! The twist in this grand play, a plot so sly and sheer, Their lofty chairs, though skyward aimed, rest on our tier.
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