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Politics: The city hall

The rate of fresh blood is overwhelming
With enthusiasms always rising
While the toddlers grow to have wisdom teeth
The city hall in power never fleets.

It is not just the strange bedfellows
Neither the dirt part that always follow
But it is the impunity they have
Siphoning our resources while they serve.

Youthfulness is there to always savour
Although we have numbers in our favor
We just can never fight the city hall
Because they plant discord between us.

©2020 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu


2 Comments

  1. henhouselady says:

    This is so true. You can’t fight city hall.

    Liked by 1 person

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