They seek for power,
Make promises
They can not keep.
Lie their way into power
Trample upon people feelings
Like elephant trample upon grass
Without care.
They are tricky in their ways,
Manipulators is who they are.
We Sell our vote for food,yet,
Back to poverty and hungry
Believing them,we still do.
O who is the fool?
Is it they that buy
Or they that sell?
We stake our future
For the present kobos
We get from them,
If we get from them.

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