"Our Mr President"

When our Mr. President of this poor nation

     Came to the country via favored migration

     He saw the citizens in poverty and distress

     No electricity, food and Industrial progress

     Intellectually sound sir, you loved the new location

     Promised people, you understood their situation

     The masses welcomed you & gave their bless

     They understood little, it was your game of chess

     With price hikes, bombs, utility bills & Inflation

     The citizens moved towards a dark starvation

     Difficult for them to make ends meet, they press

     They marvel at your lavish life & the way you dress

     Foreign trips, deals, political maneuvers & flirtation

     Achieve no good for the country’s foundation

     Your popularity graph fell drastically I must confess

     Little you understand the gravity of this mess

     You await the next rules and dictation

     Seat secured & power stays in Coronation

     Introducing ethnicity to land leaves much to guess

     The division of people that you so express

    Oh, Men & Women if you want celebration

    Stop being slaves to charity and donation

    Your numbers are high & hard work you possess

    Walk towards self reliance & deeply assess

    Do you want the vultures to do your eradication?

    Eat your hearts out and incarceration?

    Get up and fight for your rights to repossess

   Your lost dignity and livelihood that they dispossess

   Join hands to throw away these bigots vocation

   They use the provincial and ethnic amputation

   Make this country a fort of your acquiesce

   Get over this convalesce

   Why are you thrown in this miserable degradation?

   When the Lord blessed you with perfect combination

   Show the world & our sold out Noblesse

   No force in this world can ever repress

   The human will power, labor & motivation

   Keep in mind, Jinnah’s most valued quotation

   Faith, Unity, Discipline will always fetch success

   No matter how much the corrupt wrongly profess

   Leaders are chosen by people for correct legislation

   If they fail; they have proved their ugly mutation

   Evil shall perish, good shall always harness

   The infrastructure & society: in God’s Calmness.

Note: 

This poem is from my book; "Building Bridges", it is not written on any entity rather it is against the system that we live in.


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