Slave Trading Poem by Chan Mongol

Slave Trading



Tell me, what good for me,the politics is?
Isn't it aslave to be and a leader to please?
They know well what is your problem?
By highlighting your griefs, they get fame!

You are convinced and you vote them
Conditionsget worst in their con-game.
To manipulate you, they come to your door;
They play same tricks as others played before!

Do you understand that changes never came?
We have stained history, everlasting shame!
Cheating, wrong treating, misleading, fooling!
Unanswered questions in bad schooling!

It's not wise to fall in their quagmire!
In hands of a leader, doctor. engineer and a lawyer!
To please them, to pay them, to fulfill their need;
You been targeted to enslave, to feed their greed!

Voting is fine conception given by good Greeks!
But democracy is totally hijacked by abusers, freaks!
There is nothing of the people, for the people;
But by the people. slave trading people, that's all.

Sunday, January 13, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: democracy,political,slave trade
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Chan Mongol

Chan Mongol

East Bengal (Bangladesh)
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