Pork Barrel Scam - Poem by MELVIN BANGGOLLAY
PORK BARREL SCAM
P-ork barrel scam’s aroma
Involving lot of our leaders
Defines some great enigma
To become corrupt builders.
O-ver a billion of public fund
Were downloaded with fun
By Napoles and all her band
Of NGOs, and congressman.
R-endered with some senators
And some other many actors,
Billion flowed with their wit
To deprive people’s benefit.
Kind of them deserve nothing
Of praise but incarceration
Of the crime of plundering
And some with malversation.
B-etter yet civil interdiction
To be deprived of any election
And perpetual disqualification
To hold office and of profession.
A-ll those involved of the mess
Deserve the praise of tempest
With cowing thunder of hatred
For such economic sabotage.
R-ighteous people becomes few
With the aroma of billion peso
Brewed with candid manifesto
To corrupt the people bellow.
R-ights were deprived by their act
Which they must face the impact,
Mercy not given unto any of them
If proven guilty after trail’s realm.
E-very one charged deserve fair play
Of justice upon due process relay
But be not the of eye justice covered
By the glitter of their money delivered.
L-et justice be served with all its power
For the law may be harsh but it’s the law
Hence, let no one be spared of its power
for no one should be truly above the law.
S-ystem of our fund administration
Showed weakness and limitation
To deter and address the corruption
Of public funds by wrong utilization.
C-orruption be meted with execution
Of all arm of justice without hesitation
But often those with such intention
Can’t be punished by their own union.
A-ll we could do is pray that this nation
Be spared of any dividing intention
That would hamper our dear nation
To live in liberty for every generation.
M-ay the deeds of leaders with vision
Working hard to uplift this nation
Inspired us to stand with conviction
To live a life free of any corruption.
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