road surfaces pock marked
like they are afflicted by chicken pox
that is how it is now
those promises fast dissipated
cholera fast decimating lives
with typhoid and dysentry in tow
a people in the talons of fear
in the tentacles of abject poverty
the cancer of corruption spreading
merit lying in the trash can
the blind leading the one eyed
this voice shall not be silenced
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