***! Way to fleece… A taxpayer They’ve got us singing the blues And we’re not down for all that jazz*… leave that to the Sax player We remain mind boggled by these selfish ‘leaders’ I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again… ‘Dude! Way to bleed us!’ We’re already scraping the floor for crumbs… are they trying to run our finances into the ground? “You work for us you pompous ******-bags, it’s not the other way around...” Midnight meetings in secretive silence We preferred it when their nonsense made a sound We’re ashamed and infuriated But what makes it worse is that we’re not surprised It’s like they strive to be truly hated… and yes, they've gotten themselves despised More and more by the day As each day goes by We would throw them all out if we could And our actions would be understood Unfortunately we can’t do this for they are skilled at defiance Masters of political science And at it they are that good Liars Cheats The campaigning politician... Seducing us with deceit when he comes out on the street To make his energetic speech And then... The elected Member of Parliament... Only campaigns for his financial gain Once he’s assured that for a whole term his position is permanent That’s where they've slipped up, and I thought they were a smart lot Schemious at least Such a wrong move in an election year Do they not fear… getting dropped by the voter? Two hundred and twenty four MP’s… dead weight in deep water And can’t swim Should they have asked for my advice prior, I would have told them to simply cease and desist “Do not dive in…”.
Jazz* -Kenyan slang for 'topic', can also be used to mean 'nonsense'.
Frustration does not even begin to describe what I'm feeling over this issue... copy/paste and follow this link for further clarification http://www.standardmedia.co.ke/?articleID=2000074781&story;_title=Kenya-MPs-award-themselves-hefty-gratuity