The plain electoral process
Is confused by operators
Shouting, pushing and fighting
As hustle, hassle agents haggle
And first to come is last to leave
Many more leave disfranchised
To save their lives for another day
Tis our election, tis our palaver
Tis our election palaver.
(Thursday 25th September,1997)
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I would like to translate this poem
Problems in Africa! ! ! ! ! Muse of elections! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Big trouble dear friend. Thanks