the curry chicken

The curry chicken

The rising hot in the pot

The fire burning hot

The bubbling sound

The saliva flow of aroma

The smell makes the day

The curry chicken

The many spices blended in

The curry leaves and coconut milk

Cut tomatoes and potatoes

In mixture in a pot

It tells of unity the smell of aroma

It never fail to make you hungry

Alone by itself

There is nothing to shout

There is no taste

There is no colour to see

It looks all in disunity

The spices, the mixtures and meat

It is only in unity the aroma makes the whole

Here is the story

The country divided

The scandals hide it

The leaders like the money wagon

Forgetting about honesty and accountability

The lies will make the sin high

The reason for its fall

The smell is bad in the air

We don't get the aroma

We get the sickness of lies and deceit

We better change pot of ingredients

Before we all go hungry

The curry chicken it tastes good

If it is blended and cooked well