it is hard not to notice

The politics of division
It is hard not to notice
Wheeling and dealing in subtle moves
Every one is a pawn
Don’t you know?

Here stand the cronies
Bright eyes minds full of lights
Mouth watering eager to bite
Thinking it is theirs
They have arrived

Over the line
The opposition raves and rants
Telling all and sundries
This isn’t fair

The ruling government plunders
The nation wealth and more
Hiding behind OSA and ISA
Not forgetting so many laws
Enacted to support their causes
In the name of freedom and choices
The ruling government not yours or mine

In the villages
The people think they get a good deal
Subsidies and projects
Voting the ruling party

Only the urban folks know
The behind the scene tactics
Give the rural folks small tokens
Make them happy singing like the birds

On the fence
The young and old watch
Eyes full of sorrows
Hearts full of change
This is where the table will be overturned
For the good shall finally make

The politics of rich and poor
The division of wealth the people loose
The richness of the soil aren’t distributed fairly
All about a race nothing about the country
These are the lies, subsidies, developments
Hangouts of selected groups
Share a little to make a mountain of news
The politics of division
It is hard not to notice
Yet this is the fun part
Getting every one bitching about
The way it shouldn’t be
It happens anyway