The so called leaders profess relief
While plundering dreams through their deceit.
Raping economies too weak to speak
Or understand what the cheats reek.
Destroying countries with tailored grace
Smiling thefts behind a stateman’s face.
They renamed the heist with open tones
“Seizing of goods”, in bureaucratic drones.
They tax the hands that build their lands
Each migrant ‘s coin is weighed in sands
While those high up lay out shifting rules
And off shore becomes their nesting mule.
Others shout ” immigration ” to mask the crime
Forgetting the ir toil and grime.
The nurses, builders, the farm hands too
The quiet ones that diligently work through.
Greed disguised under global order
As they draw lines of law to blur the border.
Dressed up lies showered by truths perfume
Giving off the stink of decay and its rising fumes.
Behind the scenes the politicians applaud
While the terror and wrongdoing flows like a flood.
It is time false truths choke on air
And the downtrodden relieved from their despair.
Rewrite the story in brazen ink.
Save the hungry hearts that are on the brink.
Let democracy and truth walk hand in hand
And effect positive world change firsthand.
MARYANN BOSAH 