A state

As a profession of life saving Every vaccine is an immunity against virus A virus of corruption and selfishness Which grows slowly but deeply Into the chamber of consciousness. My poor little paracetamol Is a heavily abused by a nations citizen Who by all means try to quench The worries of its countries illness Neglecting cirrhosis alcohol is recommended A competent leader is a physician To a chronic illness of a dying nation A nation that is rushed into a sickbed For an unending bacteria of injustice This bacteria so tiny and frail Overcame the resistance from frail citizens Citizens that are locked in the heavy drum Of their intimidation And fear of being injected with The syringe of misfortunes By the government policies. Girt up your immunity now Take in an antibiotics of self resilient and faith in your ideas Carry out an hemisperectomy On the part of your brain Which controls all other anatomy And see the laws that will Come out through our hypothesis. This indeed is an empty nature Of a lengthy pictures of a deceptive promise. In the tentative politics of today's reality. ©kennedy udofia