Politicians, oh, politicians
Truly you are like magicians
The way they deceive to get what they want
The same way you deceive to get what you want
Stealing the National cake
Also telling their children to take
Automatically taking sufferness
And bitterness
You take what belongs to the poor
Make them sleep on the floor
You reap where you never sow
Using resources to glow
You refuse to see true
Because it is always like a poison for you
The poor are suffering in darkness
Most of them are lifeless
Just because of you
Trust me , they will never pray for you
What goes around
Comes back around
Today's action shapes tomorrow
You better think, so you won't end up in sorrow
