The
economic hole
Everyday
edging to it
We
can complain and complain
Until
the sun sets in the night
We
have to change
Else
the prosperity of the nation
It
will go only to the selected few
Leaving
the majority licking wounds
As
more taxes coming in
It
says the country in dire needs
The
mismanagement of wealth
The
culprits just go scot free
The
greed and corruption
The
playing of fear and divide
The
classes of shares in the nation
It
makes the road litters with potholes
We
are on red alert
We
can't let Bee Anne runs again
Time
we wake up from our slumber
Of
titbits, crumbs and bottle 1/10 full
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