By Gideon Nma Scott, Jr.
The government is a beast’s den
Designed right before my eyes;
As many were blinded by rhetoric
And the lies were said at night.
You believe as you were told
Through their media dummies;
While big guys pull your legs
The wicked woman sneaked in.
Enlightened with deceit and dogmatism,
She speaks of herself a hero
With skulls and bones, some mysterious;
The beast plans to reap the last
All for greed, the nation bleeds,
Falsehood, pretense that’s what she gives
While the youth protest for a fair share
Their song was silenced with another lie
Freedom was shared
Before my eyes in the upper room
It was given in return for the natives land;
The cunning beast reaped it all
For a score and two
The natives wept
The blood of great sons was spilt
The woman consoled, it was good
Of the lewdness of rich men’s devious ties;
The big guys call it politics
The trick to enrich oneself
And damn the native land for good
The government is a beast’s den.