The Feeling Of Corruption. Poem by kinuthia david

You know what pulls a nation down,
what pulls my nation down,
and derails it from development,
rapes it off the pride of devolution,
it hurls lumps of dust and dirt,
making democracy look archaic
you know what it is?
It is the feeling that something is done
and everyone engages in it,
it's become the norm;
It is that feeling,
that deprives you-off your hard-work
the feeling of filth in your hands
the feeling you try to avoid,
but the space for signing, on your papers,
it would be void.
It is the feeling that tells you no service
should you give no service,
It is the feeling of corruption.