GREAT CHICKENS by Jude Alexander

Day 46
#h365daypoetryforadvocacyandsocialchangechallenge

Like chickens running to food thrown at them,
So is the running of the country's affairs
A great country humbled by recession
Affected all round by inflation
With rulers so crooked they can't measure
standards of right and wrong
and can't rule a line
between good and bad

They are Military rulers returning in agbadas
Bringing more oppressive agendas
Making loud promises,
with great fallacies
What is the difference between their promises and the rooster's greetings?

For those who should speak up, chicken out of the country
In search of a land of bounty
We like chicks left to fend,
We turn to themselves,
and struggle to keep alive
Yes, the common man must survive!

Jude Alexander hails from Ikono LGA of Akwa Ibom. He is a poet and a writer who uses writing to express his feelings and to impart his views about people and the society at large to others.
He enjoys reading, writing and making new friends.

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