Money Election Poem by Kingsley Egbukole

A society marred with scarcity
Where hunger reign supreme
Leaders are bereft of solution
And the masses are resigned to starvation

Then the election comes around
And from nowhere money emerged
Probably from hidden treasures of the oppressors
In quantum and begins to float around
Buying votes, voters and even the umpires
To sway the pendulum to the rich
Who stole the masses resources to rig

Ofcourse he wins through rigging
To continue distorting the people's destiny
Through embezzlement of our collective resource
Leaving the masses continually poor and devastated.

(Monday,14/11/2023,0.55am)