A Cry For Help Poem by micheal udenyi

the evils that are done in this country
are too great for the ears alone to hear
they are too much for the eyes alone to see
for the those who promised to lead us
to the promised wonder land makes us sin
they make life too hard for the voiceless
for good and evil they skillfully interchange
light they have replaced with darkness
and make bitter sweet life
for wise they are in their own self conceit
in their own sight they are most prudent
and when in the court of justice
the wicked are justified
if would pass a handfull of money in the back
the righteous is denied his right to justice
in favour of themselves are decrees made
they prescribe and write down other's misfortunes
the needy they rob of the nothing they have