The Hand That Takes A Bribe Poem by alexander opicho

Cursed is the hand that takes a bribe, along with the one that induces,
The hand that takes bribe comes from a hole in the human heart,
The one that gives a bribe extends from a warp in the human head,
The hand that takes bribe can not care for the poor folks,
Inasmuch it have no muscles to defend its own rights,
It is dominantly black in the skin, sometimes scarlet or even white
But Melanin of corruption has domineered its complexions,
As the poison in the bribe makes it darker like the African Mamba,
Glittering, deep black in the skin from the mighty of its serum,
Suffocating the poor with the vicious traps of poverty
Condemning moneyless teenagers to ruthless immorality abyss,
Blind to the talent and right of life in the reason of being young,
Praising the law when backward-spelled to conserve Machiavellians,
Happy in a song and dance when the rich gets drunk
From sweat and blood of the poor; wretched of the earth,
Or proud of political buffaloes of the wild civilization,
Chasing each and all other soul from the personal turf
In avaricious scramble for space from which its corrupt elbows,
Can bend and wallow in the filthy mire to take a bribe.