The
political clowns
They
treat us to a disaster movie
We,
the voters, got our desserts
They
let us down terribly
A
good take up
Rising
to the sky
On
the middle air
The
engines fail
The
political clowns
Flying
everywhere
Down
to the ground
They
will say “It isn't our problem!”
Now
they walk
With
grin and smiling faces
As
if there is nothing wrong
They
forget their values
We
get the backdoor spare parts
Fixing
up the mangled rocket
Pointing
up to the sky
“They
say they can fly!”
The
political clowns
In
a democratic play
It
is always their personal interests
The
voters will fall far behind
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