Blood Money

With a knife on his hand,
Was not thinking clear in mind,
Money given carried away brains,
Corrupted by canning politician words.

So long the plan was accomplished,
Politician would stand with them till end,
With torn apart promise of them defending,
If were in any trouble and falling.

Swiftly implementing the wicked plan,
With nowhere politician to be seen,
In the process many injured,
And the community peace disrupted.

Wakanya Opondo
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 04/01/2021

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