When
a political party acquires for wealth
The
foundation will be the shaky ground
When
the road of survival comes into play
The
members can't stand in unity and fight
The
noble aim to fight for the poor
At
the beginning of the political party struggles
Slowly
money politics creep into its soul
Like
cancer it slowly spreads its web of strings
Taking
hold of each leader's soul
The
carrot of power and wealth bloom
The
party leaders fall heads over it
For
the eyes see the minds plot the game
The
weaknesses of characters
Using
money to enrich into power game
The
leaders only fight for themselves
The
marginalised poor only as a token to help
There
is always lack of sincerity
The
political leaders speak with aim to enrich the pockets
Nothing
else matters in pursuit of their needs
For
they know they have a short stint to make it work
When
the foundation can't stand the trembling
Of
the running feet of a change
Whatever
patch up will not make any difference
The
inevitable fall has to come indeed!
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