A daughter cries
Loudly on the
injustice
Befallen on her
parents
She never asks why?
She blames the
government
Cooking up her
tales
She forgets to mention
She lives in a luxurious
life
She doesn’t blame
her parents
The monies, jewelleries,
and expensive handbags
All kept in the homes
showing the opulent living
Until the law
enforcement officers knock the doors
When the power is
gone in their hands
The chains of
command have gone to the dust
It dawns on the
corrupted souls to realize
But a daughter
cries of the injustice
Her parents still
walk free
Posted bail running
into millions
A daughter never
asks her parents
Where the millions
appear?
A daughter cries
A little too late
with the crocodile tears
She hasn’t been
called in yet
Then she will cry
rain of tears
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