The rush hour times, the race against time and
The rate at which time moves control the struggle
Most black-painted feel sorry for what they do,
The cash-strapped government has changed their angelic look.
So much of complain, everyone pays deaf ears
By evil, the cash-starved public service prevails.
Their regrets are kept within
The leaders are never willing to take blames
Assassination is never for the riff-rats.
With crimes in crime, they cover their crimes
Backing it up with political terms
Black-painted economy, the subjects hides in hard shelter.
written by Onyeche Vincent Onyeka