A massive heist, a thorough plunder,
of money meant to buy life-saving drugs
for the country’s poor, the downtrodden
without influence, discounting God’s
a man stops a bullet in the forest, tortured first
hit men, having God’s job description,
delight in dinghy bars, celebrating a job ‘well done’
the police, baffled, will hit dead ends on its leads
our beloved country is addicted to integrity
so much that we resent its absence
leaders hold the bible with velvet gloves
thereafter receive money earned through ungodly means
God laughs at our
vain attempts at prayer
For we mask our evils in his name
Shout about salvation from the pulpit
Yet, unaware, sacrificing our blessings all the same
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