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What's happening to our country,
don't we learn from bygone days?
We once blindly followed religion
who used God to manipulate our ways.
Deception and corruption are the key words
they've been used since day one.
As people we follow the so called good shepherds,
who charm and cheat everyone.
Can we honestly believe what we are told,
are politicians really so gullible and half soaked?
Or do they have something personal to gain
as an incentive not to rock the boat?
At election time they make us promises,
which are forgotten when they get in.
Laws ought to be passed to jail political liars,
but any such proposal would be a sin.
So whichever way we look at our situation,
as a nation we are well and truly f***ked.
Politicians will forever spend our money unwisely
on economic failures and cover ups.
poem by Tex T Sarnie
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The Genesis of Nigeria
The genesis of our country Nigeria starts,
With a blessing of abundant resources and culture
Where evil starts to culture,
This strangles the country,
Which gulps for air,
In despair,
All we do is just stop and stare.
A country where a single law can not hold
Where human rights can not be told
Is it only me that finds this a bit cold,
Where hospitals turn down dying people,
All because they lack money,
The patients die in agony.
Damn! Is it only me,
That sees this reflection of hell in our country,
Politicians rob us of both or happiness and money
Jesus Christ!
Our politicians are pulling of a killer heist
What is happening to our education?
Why is it in this condition?
Children balancing in the fulcrum of corruption and misconception
The ever so smiling Corruption runs free and reeks havoc in our nation,
Destroying the moral values of our tradition,
How could a country be like this, it is not easy for my mind’s digestion,
But I do have a suggestion,
Establish an incorruptible law and legislation,
That will become our economy’s standing constitution,
And fuel it with the morals of our tradition,
Make education available to the children who want to learn,
So they will have future, which they desperately yearn,
Politicians Forget about Nigeria’s domination,
Be in the nomination,
That will bring to this nation,
A new revelation,
poem by Isa Augustine Adaeiza
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Space In The Workplace
i gave up my space in the workplace.
economic struggles and despair
are being seen everywhere.
retirement used to be somthing seen
and with this economy it's just a dream.
you work hard all your life
and go through the struggles and strife.
just to see your dreams shattered
and to the politicians it does'nt matter.
they've already lined their pockets
with corruption and graft
and thought forever it would last
and now that will be part of the past.
there is a new sheriff in town
and he won't let his guard down
he has seen enough from people he met
and now he is out to get
all those who have accepted bribes and kickbacks
and he won't ease up the slack.
this space in the workplace that we have lost.
to the politicians will be an expensive loss.
now that the people have gotten up and spoken
this chain of corruption will be broken.
so to these politicians i say 'beware'
you better run and hide in fear.
the economy will get better, this i know
but! it will be going very slow.
so till then we'll have to tighten the belt
for this is something we all have felt.
poem by Louis Rams
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Election Time!
A series of elections from states to nation
Surely makes all diverted to election only!
People's power is exercised in democracy;
But now money power rules in democracy!
Now the fight is between people and money
The winner decides the fate of the nation!
Corruption is top most dominant force now;
To consolidate its power election has come!
Can corruption be eliminated by laws or will?
Civil society has to come forward to do that!
Will civil society take the lead to do its duty?
Or simply succumb to gimmicks of bureaucracy?
Elections come and people elect someone to power;
But bureaucracy dispenses duties by corruption...!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Money Corruption / I Am Your Man
(sung by chorus)
We are sick and tired
Of being promised this and that.
We work all day, we sweat and slave
To keep the wealthy fat.
They fill our heads with promises
And bamboozle us with facts,
Then they put on false sincerity
Then they laugh behind our backs.
1st chorus
Money and corruption
Are ruining the land
Crooked politicians
Betray the working man,
Pocketing the profits
And treating us like sheep,
And were tired of hearing promises
That we know theyll never keep.
Money and corruption
(etc. repeat 1st chorus above)
Promises, promises, all we get are promises.
Show us a man wholl understand us, guide us and lead us.
We are sick and tired
Of having to ask them cap in hand
We crawl on the floor
We beg for more,
But still we are ignored.
Were tired of being herded
Like a mindless flock of sheep
And were tired of hearing promises
That we know theyll never keep.
1st chorus
Money and corruption
Are ruining the land
Crooked politicians
Betray the working man,
Pocketing the profits
And treating us like sheep,
And were tired of hearing promises
We know theyll never keep.
Weve got to stand together
Every woman, every man,
Because money and corruption are ruining the land.
Show us a man wholl be our saviour and will lead us.
Show us a man wholl understand us, guide us and lead us.
Show us a man.
Workers of the nation unite.
Workers of the nation unite.
(mr. black sings)
I visualise a day when people will be free
And well be living in a new society.
No class distinction, no slums or poverty
I have a vision of a new society.
And every home will have a stereo and tv,
A deep freeze, quadrasonic and a washing machine.
So workers of the nation unite.
I am your man
Ill work out a five-year plan
So vote for me brothers
And I will save this land
And we will nationalise the wealthy companies
And all the directors will be answerable to me,
Therell be no shirking of responsibilities
So people of the nation unite.
Union man Ill work with you hand in hand
For were all brothers to our union man.
I am your man,
Oh God how I love this land,
So join together save the fatherland.
I visualize a day when people will be free
And well be living in a new society.
No class distinction, no slums or poverty,
So workers of the nation unite,
Workers of the nation unite,
People of the nation unite.
song performed by by Kinks
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Less Than Half Canadians Vote
Canadians have no requirement or obligation to vote,
Politicians seem to like it this way on their gravy-train boat,
Add that to first-past-the-post election system and take a note,
The combined loosers almost always have many more votes.
Proportional representation is frowned upon by these elites,
They like this strange set system and they want to keep their seats,
No binding referendums, no recall in this desperation,
Your call is important to us but are you a relation?
Add these problems to the illusion of party politics fix,
Plus tax-and-spend travelling politicians with economic tricks,
Then an abortion clinic on each street for population growth,
And no assisted suicide because of Hippocratic oath
DEC 22nd 2010
poem by James Bredin
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Politicians - (Villanelle)
the politicians make their plans
while lawyers all review their cases
and corporate money changes hands
make policies for foreign lands
as media promotes their faces
the politicians make their plans
in words nobody understands
speeches made from well known places
and corporate money changes hands
while noisy crowds and marching bands
assemble in our public spaces
the politicians make their plans
and as the voter base expands
pollsters all predict the races
and corporate money changes hands
keep kissing babies, greeting fans
phony handshakes, false embraces
the politicians make their plans
and corporate money changes hands
poem by Charlie Parant
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On Irish Politics And Politicians
Politics in the Republic of Ireland with any joy I can't recall
Nepotism rife in the ranks of the three major parties Labour, Fine Gael and Fianna Fail
Jobs for their kin and their mates only Irish Politicians in their ways so small
In Politics since my time in Ireland suppose things would not have changed much at all
I was never a member of any Irish Political Party to me they seemed a very flawed lot
The way they conducted their business I certainly haven't forgot
Any one party not cleaner than the other honest politicians anywhere hard to be found
I recall amongst Irish Politicians that nepotism did abound
They grew old and retired on their big pensions they took care of themselves and their own
Honesty and fairness with them not a high priority the most of them for such not known
When they spoke of doing good for the Country they did not mean what they did say
They only helped their families, friends and relations respect to them I could not pay
There were a few honourable Irish Politicians just a few that I can recall
But honesty does not survive well amongst Politicians they are a flawed lot overall.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Anna Hazare A strong old man Fights corruption For the people Of his country
Anna Hazare
A strong old man
Has taken the nation
By storm
Fights corruption
For the people
Of his country
Lives in a temple
Without a family
On others mercy
With meager means
Politicians see him
As an enemy
Afraid of being caught
Corrupt deeds
Getting exposed
People at large
Support his mission
Of honesty
Pray to god daily
Honesty overtakes
Corruption finally
Brings smile
On the faces of people
Of his country
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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So Hard To Find
There are a few honest politicians so honest and faithful and kind
But they are such a small minority honest politicians are so hard to find
They would do almost anything for to hold on to power as power in their lives is their central theme
They put power in their lives before principle or at least that is how it does seem,
There are a few honest politicians though their type are becoming quite rare
And shady deals are concocted in high places in the bigger World out there
So much corruption in high places where success can come through deceit
Far decenter than them poor and homeless and living it rough on the street
To most politicians to lie is so easy and one lie leads to another they say
And they are referred to as 'the honorable' yet they tell more lies every day
They are tainted by their lust for power to power they so desperately cling
Yet many see them as quite special and many their praises do sing
And many out there are so gullible and to the faults of the power wielders quite blind
And 'tis sad that honest politicians are becoming much harder to find.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Of Greed And Corruption
Of greed and corruption we are all too aware
It's happening in your suburb and the big World out there
Many in high places into corporate crime
And more honorable than them in jail serving time
On the scales of justice one must cast a doubt
Big time corporate crims seldom ever caught out
Money speaks every language some are known to say
In the twenty first century it does seem that way
Of greed and corruption the whispers abound
Amongst influential people criminals to be found
To buy their way out of trouble they seldom do fail
The power of their money can keep them from jail
And of greed and corruption we hear every day
Whoever did tell us that crime does not pay?
poem by Francis Duggan
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Makin Music For Money
By: alex harvey
1974
When I woke up this mornin
I was tired as I could be
I think I was countin my money
When I should a been countin sheep
My agent he just called me
And told me what I should be
If I would make my music for money
Instead of makin music for me
Chorus:
I said, I know that this may sound funny
But money dont mean nothin to me
I wont make my music for money
No, Im gonna make my music for me
He said, the people only buy the love songs
Rock n roll and not too long
He said, son you got to be commercial
If you want to turn the people on
And I said, turnin on the people
Now thats a beautiful place to be
But if I spend my time makin them up a rhyme
Well, whos gonna turn on me?
Repeat chorus:
Well now I went up to country
And Ill tell you all about the scene
I found a place with much charm and much grace
That wasnt touched by the music machine
Whoa, the people were havin a good time
Makin music all day long
And nobody cared if they ever got paid
One penny for playin a song
Repeat chorus:
Repeat chorus:
Whoa, I know...
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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After believing in promises made and never fulfilled by Labour, people have become increasingly disenchanted with the process assuming that all politicians will say anything to gain power, and then never follow through.
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Politicians Vavroovahana Patra
Politicians exploit the people of the country;
Hoarding money, remain in palatial building with delight.
Poor people die with plight;
Politicians say India is a country of prosperity.
Without providing food to the poor entertain day and night;
Do not feel all are sons and daughters of Almighty.
Widow laments for food day and night;
The family remain in hunger with plight.
Politicians forget their ideology of sacrifice;
Remain away Divine Bliss.
Entangle in bribe and corruption;
Enhance society’s tension.
A good politician thinks upliftment of society;
Derives peace observing poorman’s smile and delight.
A good politician derives peace serving the patient;
Lives in peace with merriment.
Good politician is blessed with Divine power;
God blesses him with peace, pleasure.
Service to human beings is service to Divinity;
All are sons and daughters of the same Almighty.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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What Have We All Forgotten?
WHAT have we all forgotten, at the break of the seventh year?
With a nation born to the ages and a Bad Time borne on its bier!
Public robbing, and lying that death cannot erase—
“Private” strife and deception—Cover the bad dead face!
Drinking, gambling and madness—Cover and bear it away—
But what have we all forgotten at the dawn of the seventh day?
These are the years of plenty—years when the “tanks” are full—
Stacked by the lonely sidings mountains of wheat and wool.
Country crowds to the city, healthy, shaven and dressed,
Clothes to wear with the gayest, money to spend with the best.
Grand are the lights of the cities, carnival kings in power—
But what have we all forgotten, in this, the eleventh hour?
“We” have brought the states together, a land to the lands new born.
We have worked in the glorious weather, we have garnered and reaped and shorn.
We have come from the grass-waves flowing under Heaven’s electric lamps
(Making of sordid cities, boyish and jovial camps).
“We” have cleansed the cities and townships: we rest and frolic and gain,
But what have we all forgotten? Did we send the peace and the rain?
What have we all forgotten, here in our glorious home?
(I the greater the sinner because I was greater than some.)
What have we all forgotten so widely from east to west?
(I—and the most ungrateful because I was doubly blessed.)
Sinners to self and to country! and saviours though misunderstood!
Let us all kneel for one moment and thank the Great Spirits for Good.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Rest With People
Power should rest with people
No one should cause any trouble
It has to be free country with freedom dissent
Not all should be granted or to be taken for assent
Of course power by the people, for the people and of the people
But power not to be cornered by and centered with any single
This gives rise to concentration of wealth by limited persons
They will adopt the ways contrary to for the various reasons
No body should be placed above law
Policy should be crystal cleared and devoid of any flaw
How can hungry nation face the onslaught of any large scale corruption?
When nation is mourning the deaths of farmers with lots of questions
National wealth is taken out of country and placed in secret vault
Still corrupt politicians are no ready to address the faults
Inhuman atrocity committed on peaceful demonstration
And now will power exposed for the power concentration
Why such powers can not be divested by country people?
How can handful of people take caw in hand and impose will?
How can country grant liberty under the guise of democracy?
Only people’s can will prevail and assert the supremacy
Why can’t the traitors be hanged in open?
Why issues relating to corruption can not be reopened?
What is worrying them to expose the nexus and modus operand?
How can country be called republic and clear the stand?
Innocent people can’t be brutally attacked at night
Had they come to interrupt the city life or to fight?
Any lawlessness can’t be tolerated for a second
But brutal behavior must be totally condemned
Where are we heading for future action?
Waiting for corrupt people to come spoil harmony with any reaction?
The country demands explanation from unlawful higher ups
Either they reform themselves or make exit and shut up
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Things Our Politicians Never Mention
Question period; not much more than a way to pass the time,
And let certain politicians feel that they are doing just fine,
It’s a sign that we need binding referendums just to control,
Enough to stop political phony pantomime that they extol.
We also need a law that compels Canadians to vote,
Because less than half do, so therefore most are on remote,
Why are governor generals and senators appointed?
Regardless of how many Canadians may be disappointed.
Mandatory minimum jail time for certain crimes should be the law,
And all criminal cases open to the public no matter how raw,
How about set-date election so we know when their time is up?
Why does the establishment think these ideas are pretty rough?
Jan 26th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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America In Turmoil
this country has gotten out of hand-its time for americans to take
a stand.-we let petroleum prices rule our lives.
and change the way we live.-now its time for the politicians to give.
the same way that the north and south joined forces
to become a nation.
it is time for democrats and republicans to become one.
and help the people get out from under the gun.
unity is what we need right now-but its nowheres to be found.
president bush took the oath-and made this country
his escape goat.
he took ameica to a war that was in civil strife
and had americans lose their lives.
now! he is pulling out the large profitering companies
from a hole that they created.
and used the publics money for their own personal greed.
and then says they're in need.
get rid of the ones who created this mess-let obama take the test.
if this country is in poverty-it is time to be set free.
poem by Louis Rams
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In America you can go on the air and kid the politicians, and the politicians can go on the air and kid the people. Personal relations are the important thing for ever and ever and not this outer life of telegrams and anger.
quote by E.M. Forster
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Cha-cha Controversy
CHA-CHA CONTROVERSY
Melvin Banggollay
In the desire of those in power
In my own native land of wonder
People seems to be in danger
As the ambitious political leaders
Are making all means to cover
their curruptions with all power.
My land is crippled by controversy
from ZTE broad band anomaly,
Election frauds in the presidency,
human rights violations everyday,
Currupt political clans and hypocrisy,
Agricultural scams of the century
with joc joc bolante's mastery,
and Senate and congress rivalry
for the impeachment of the presidency
Where the congress seems to display
the power of numbers to dismay
the impeachment of Aroyo's glory
at the expense of the the sovereignty
of the people of this Filipino country.
Now they are deploying another power
with the congress magical number
To sustain the controversial term of power
of the president by amending the charter
of the constitution to a unicameral chamber
which would abolish the senate's power
to fiscalize the congressmen's fury
to enjoy their political machinery
in conspiring with the seat of the presidency
to serve the people or currupt the country.
Their greed for power, wealth and money
keep them so inspired to form conspiracy
even they had to lost their own dignity
as stewards of the people's sovereignty
as guardian's of a just and fair democracy
as trusted servant of the Filipino soceity
but sometimes the blame is not only
among the politicians of this country
but also among the many people of society
who voted them because of their money,
goons, political influences and machinery
and not on the basis of their honesty
and ability and skill to serve with dignity.
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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Permanent Bureaucrasy
The permanent bureaucracy takes over though we are agog,
Soon after an election we have to go back into the fog,
And all decisions are arms-length so no one is now involved,
And nothing or no one can change the system to be resolved.
It seems there is nothing we can do about lying politicians,
As they tax and spend and ban binding-referendum conditions,
No compulsory voting where death with dignity is banned,
Elections and appointments and no one seems to give a damn.
Media in league and no questions please, as we get what we deserve,
And why can't we do something about it as we sit and observe?
Is this the reason why only half the Canadians bother to vote?
Or is it because they live out in the woods and are very remote?
Is it possible we could get death with dignity and recall?
I mean recall of pompous lying politicians in the hall,
What about set-date elections which they seem to have forgotten?
Just another item to show them as completely rotten.
poem by James Bredin
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