Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Disease

Here we see the people fight
For what they call just and right
In this state of affairs
The chill from the vibes
Pulling each other down from their chairs
But how thick is their hide?

Today they murder
Tomorrow they shout
No value attached to our soldiers
Thats their political clout
Masses hold no value
Minority appeasement and vote bank generation
Is their main issue

The lack of interest of unity
Eating from inside
The country
Like a termite
Its a disease that we are letting grow
Like a cancer spreading
In time its effect will show

--NK