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Seeing a swarm of flies Seeping the sap of A hand-deprived Leaper's fresh wound A good Samaritan Disarrayed them with A hand clap “Twa!” sound Getting as close as he could In vain expecting “A thank you!” gratitude. “You shouldn't have done that When the former ones, Who had their fills, depart The famished ones come forth For their part To siphon my blood To their hearts delight!” The upstart incumbent Closed a curtain On at the-end-of- the-tunnel -alluring light Let alone warrant The much-touted Days bright—Democracy Deepening Across the board wealth sharing. Revolutionary democrats Who boast “Brave In a guerilla fight We have sent Tyrants to a grave!” Serving the people Opted to forget So as From government's coffer To line up their own pocket. Tax-comafledged exploitation Compounded by Government-sponsored corruption What is more intimidation From one's land Or abode alienation Research aiming At ethnic cleansing Bureaucratic logjams And maladministration Creating a non stop Hassle and tension From fever-pitch Brewing up Political tension To divert attention Are the tactic They use To sustain Their tenure And advance Bad governance./// African politics © 23 hours ago, Alem Hailu Gabre Kristos   sad poems • society poems Like (2)     Likes: Alem Hailu, Peter the Celt Alem Hailu - Thank you 8 hours ago   x    edit Peter the Ce
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Jun 6, 2017
Jun 6, 2017 at 2:17 AM UTC
From the frying pan into the fire
Seeing a swarm of flies Seeping the sap of A hand-deprived Leaper's fresh wound A good Samaritan Disarrayed them with A hand clap “Twa!” sound Getting as close as he could In vain expecting “A thank you!” gratitude. “You shouldn't have done that When the former ones, Who had their fills, depart The famished ones come forth For their part To siphon my blood To their hearts delight!” The upstart incumbent Closed a curtain On at the-end-of- the-tunnel -alluring light Let alone warrant The much-touted Days bright—Democracy Deepening Across the board wealth sharing. Revolutionary democrats Who boast “Brave In a guerilla fight We have sent Tyrants to a grave!” Serving the people Opted to forget So as From government's coffer To line up their own pocket. Tax-comafledged exploitation Compounded by Government-sponsored corruption What is more intimidation From one's land Or abode alienation Research aiming At ethnic cleansing Bureaucratic logjams And maladministration Creating a non stop Hassle and tension From fever-pitch Brewing up Political tension To divert attention Are the tactic They use To sustain Their tenure And advance Bad governance./// African politics © 23 hours ago, Alem Hailu Gabre Kristos   sad poems • society poems Like (2)     Likes: Alem Hailu, Peter the Celt Alem Hailu - Thank you 8 hours ago   x    edit Peter the Ce
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Jun 6, 2017 at 2:17 AM UTC
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