Vultures
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I see no white doves but dark, black vultures
Scavenging the Meat of the Hardworking.
They don't think of what pain the man endures
Just to get a gain of a little thing.
Yea, they are the vultures: corrupt leaders -
Hiding in the coats of the good rulers.
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They feed on dead carcass of men's labor
As taxes find a home in their pockets
They steal and rob the funds and ask for more;
Manipulating government budgets.
Their motives are nothing but pure evil;
The country is in the midst of peril!
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© MACA.T.A.
# 1, 426
15 May 2016
7:00 p.m.
This poem was subjected to the corrupt leaders of my country.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Verses: The Mirror of My Soul
PuisiAll of these poems are written by me. I write in both English and Tagalog languages. I started writing when I was in high school. I found myself falling in love with poetry and reading verses gives me a ton of delight. I study poetry seriously both...
