Our leaders; Our looters


Come brothers, let me tell you a story
Of our nation and her wealth
That are enshrined in our earth for glory
Alas, trampled upon by our leaders in stealth.

Come brothers, see what God has given;
Our leaders to utilize our strength
For moves that put us with America even
Crude oil and fertile soil, yet we’re not in length.

Come brothers, behold our leaders;
Our looters, our beautiful depression
That leaves religious clerics commercial bidders
Inflicts garments weighing us down to retrogression.

Who knows of mountains that hide
The beauty of the sun in the sky?
We trod but in expensive cars they ride,
I wish soon to our looters, we sing goodbye.

-Lord eBay


7 Comments Add yours

  1. noelleg44 says:

    You are very young for such a mature point of view!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. lordebayism says:

      Lols… Nobody is too young in my country, we lead lives designed by our insane govt and we’re terrified, thus stretched in thinking.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. noelleg44 says:

        But you are THINKING and that is the most important thing in getting and keeping freedom.

        Liked by 2 people

  2. mc daface says:

    a country that turns you to what she wants you to be ‘n’ not what you want to be… Still hoping for the best while expecting the worse


  3. Nicely written. Liked and following. Thanks for stopping by my blog. ‘Who knows of mountains that hide
    The beauty of the sun in the sky?’ Love this line!


    1. lordebayism says:

      Welcome, Williamson. Life would bore without friends like you to travel with. And thanks for your comment. It’s nice to have you around.


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