Unemployment peaks, jobs are slashed.
Truths are tweaked, lies run unabashed,
Murals of promises—walls now effaced.
Deft rhetoric—the public, misled.
Empty stomach, mind restless,
Toiling fields, the farmer guileless.
Filling coffers with “tax” plus cess,
Fattened on blood, yet “welfare,” he says.
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Thumping chest, rallied uproar,
Parochial streets, gatherings soar.
Country to country, the leader tours,
Yet in crisis—diplomatic failure.
Unsafe borders, internal clamour —
“Your future is secure,” the leader assured.
O future bearers, the choice is yours:
Lies unbridled, or truth that endures?
Peaceful dialogue or chaotic uproar?
Needs contained, or freedom and more?
Hollow promises—or a future secure?
