let us take a new road

Everything going up

Nothing seems to go down

Wake up in the morning

The headline screams

When petrol price goes down

The retailers never discount

Even the hawkers stalls will say

“Prices going up!”

There is a man I read

He says he earns $15,000/-

Yet he finds it difficult to manage

It tells us what has gone out

The painted pictures

It never tells the truth

We are fed everyday

But the costs are up!

Enough of Bee Anne

Enough of the political eunuchs

Let us sign it off in the end

Let us take a new road