We love to hate them
Politicians who engrave love into our hearts
By promising us promises that we love to be promised

He said, it ain't my fault that am rich
Because your ignorant

He said, your poor
And you love stories about being rich
And am rich
And I have stories for poor, about being rich

Mediocre
So you used to go school get yourself educated
Information is all that matters, but too late for you.
You'd rather be home and watch movies and ****
Impressing nobody,Vibin, old school and ****
Untill one day you wake up, your life wasted
Bulding companies that you'll never own and ****.
You realize your just a laborer in this chain of life
And your the right guy for promises and ****

Evolution
I like poems that rhyme
A symphony, the ultimate beauty of ryme scheme
Like a sad pathetic story, that suddenly made it
A perfect song that touches the soul, and the  lyrics,
Blend with your everything
From your failing ralations and weight of the universe
Choking your existence
........ And the lyrics, blend with your everything
Except the reality that your probably stuck in a maze,
And humans are always depsrate to be lead.
So we selected an enticing promise and we collectively
Elect it
And we feel happy
And We toast to our independence, or evolution or whatever you call this type of ****