Political Dynasty Poem by Mac Adrone Adonay

I thought that only in ancient times I could see
The so-called Dynasty
But I was wrong, because when the truth unfolded,
The azure skies turn red
I found my pen ‘neath the somber night
And I know what it portrays
So my heart didn't hesitate to write
The things on these present days

From ages to ages, the politics grow
But the government's false systems never go
Now I know that over falsehood, we can't win
The ruler's throne is passed to his every kin.

As the dark years of dawning long-term service rise,
Men were filled with deep sighs
What happened to the votes, what happened to their trust
Why corruption still last?
Servants of my country, hear my voice
Do not hide in the shadow
For the truth will come, bringing a noise
To the days of tomorrow

I know that to help the people is your aim
But it is obvious that you only want fame
Are you a good leader of society,
With astray brain full of greed and vanity?

Your kinsfolk spread on the near and distant regions
For what - for corruptions?
O, be true to yourself and do not be guilty
‘cause that's what people see
Do not boast about the things you did
Or even say that you're great
Wake up! Pride flows on your every deed
Cruelty lies on your heart's gate!

Say now that you've done many things in service
Those were your obligations! On boasting - cease!
I know you know that your high soaring ego
Will make you suffer the truth and bring you low.

Politics isn't about competing for accolade
But for the good things you've made
Rulers, people placed all of you in position
To help our dear nation
You help the citizens, you may say
You can tell that boastfully
But answer this question in a good way-
Are those acts done wholeheartedly?

You can pretend that you give hands to the poor
With fake smiles on them, you can take a picture
Hey Mr. Corrupt, I know your idea
That is to impress the people, use the media!

You may say I'm young because I'm only fifteen
But I know, the truth shall win!
Why you didn't let the others serve the people
Is there any trouble?
Or are you scared of the true stories?
False rulers, you'll see one day
The revelations that never cease
Lies will unfold, the truth will stay.

How can people respect you as good leaders,
With your falsehood, how can we be followers?
And if there is a political dynasty,
How can we reach the country's success, how can we? ?