Corruptvernment Poem by Solomon C Jatta

Cabal of the corrupt,
The silent sleep of the economy they disrupt.
Users of public office as dumping ground for thieves
And the scum of society.
Necktied with the sun hiding dirt under their sleeves,
Religiously righteous in all save political piety,
Moses who turns Pharaoh after election.
Talkatives without action.
Promising heaven but we daily wake up in purgatory,
Their deeds self serving and to the citizens nugatory.
They live by the misfortune of the masses,
Fat cows milking dry the withering grasses.
Protecting by killing,
Governing by 'chilling'.
Nights devoid of peaceful sleep
Without another slaughtering like sheep.
No day of ease only burglary, rape, theft.
And High taxation with no gain left.