Crying Of Malawiians by Lazack Bakali Poem by RAZACK BAKALI

From previous years ago
As a country; We have never meet
The ruling style like this
As other countries do
What we know
Is what you must know
What we need
Is what you must do
But you can't supply

Look! no water
How can we survive?
As well as no forex
Only fat seeds
Are consuming forex
But us owners
We are getting nothing

Be careful
We are the ones
Who made you to be there
Because when we call
You like to say you are hectic
Although you will need us

Our children
Still sick; For the Pearl
No school fees
No school pocket value
And no gas for cooking
Stomach charger
For our half better
So that
They can go out
Hunting for the Pearls

But do not worry
Although there is fuel
Not even the important lights
For our boys hunting
For the mansion
To make living

But do not worry
Through the paper
We are going to eliminate you
On the chairs of honourable
KKK! you will stop that
Dancing like a mice
On the abundant of maize bags