To everyone who owns the power
The tables turn and I was disappointed,
Victim blaming and sides were manipulated,
Seeking for evidences and presenting unreliable ones,
Tossing fake coins, personalities are comparable to rusty cans.
Appearing on media to gain attention,
Spreading only chosen and limited information,
Creating bunches of lies to maintain his superiority,
Voicing out he's ideal, and has the integrity.
He only thinks of his power,
Lie is his favorite flower,
A garden planted with unfulfilled promises,
People are crying for their unseen sacrifices.
Is the state of being equal really exists at present?
Did any politician had stopped and thought for a moment?
Their governance is very incompetent and unreasonable,
Would a current flow if the main source is disable?
This poem ia dedicated to: eamxcess and lazypenelope
