POEM TITLED :THE CHEATS
Wishes whistle with the wind
Hopes hop from behind
Masses in a dilemma
Wondrous thoughts consume their minds
Children cry on their mother's backs
Men lean on the cold wall with their backs
Sorrowfully gazing around the pitiable packs
Women; nursing with tears at an instance
The cheats gleefully watched from a distance
Scrooges, speaking gibberish like they always say
Packaged fallacies just to have their way
Wages and salaries purposely freezed
Masses sudor went with the breeze
Promises made, left unfulfilled
While the cheats went dining in the field
Inequality thrives like a business
Justice was no one's business
The cheats consume and squander their loots
The state means of survival kicked to the boots
Education; a privilege than a right
Masses hope the future turns bright.
BY
HAL-B