The drunkards in
power
They don’t see what
they have done
They only care to
swallow up opponents
Let them roll over
and disappear in the drain
They don’t care
about compassion
They don’t care of
rhythm of the hearts
They only want that
power in their hands
They can do what
they want
They blind
themselves
Like the blind bats
in the day
The beating of the
traffic jams
They don’t see at
all
When they fall
They blame others
for it
They don’t say they
are the ones
Driving themselves
in one street way
The drunkards in
power
They don’t make
good leaders
They only care for
themselves
Nothing for others
who prop them high
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