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THE SEAT 💺 OF MADNESS

In every election spell
It is about tribal smell
Tyranny of numbers is our political nature
Unity is at risk of abrupt rupture
During contestation of this seat 💺
Is the time we realise its value to sit
That’s the time we start speaking different languages
We are all aware that this our nature has been ageing in ages
Should we eliminate the seat
Or debilitate the seat?
To avoid this mad fight
We won’t be on flight
Escaping our own problem
We must stop them
In getting to the throne
Such politicians must be overthrown
We are fast in demonstration
But the end product is destruction
Sometimes we are well united
But abruptly our mercy turns to a shred
And when it comes to achieving the room
Our separation is fast as growth of mushroom
On my own realisation
Without hesitation
Sugar is loved more than salt
Although salt is used more than sugar, what a insult!
In predicament I am
Voters value dirty money than good leadership
Do politicians value voters or service to their own stomach?
Till when will the contestation for the house tear us apart?
Do we value the seat more than our own peace and price?
Or every season the fish is at the bait ğŸŽ£?
The revelation is that the seat has its sense of madness
Because for the seat politicians are desperate
And we are all in separate
Presidency is not everything
Voters let’s arise in our senses
And think it wise _
for arise
We are not
For political salivation
But for political salvation.

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