The painted leaders
They don’t feel
ashamed
They wear the
badges
The buttons of 40s
or 100s
They go around
Telling their lies
again
They don’t feel
remorse
They will breed the
similar kind
The nation doesn’t
need them
Nor the followers
of the blind
The eyes see the glittering
gems
They think they
need it too
They say it is cruel
They will face jail
time
They can’t be free
They will face jailhouse
Yet they speak of air
of arrogance
As if it is their
rights to be corrupted
The followers of
the blind
They better wake up
before it is too late
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