Drama Abstract Others
Our workforce is depressed,
Our government is corrupted to the point,
where the world politics in itself has a grossly negative connotation to it.
is being doomed by the hands of self styled prophets,
screwing their way around the system,
screwing their way with the public, metaphorically
are transfixed on the idea of being helpless beyond aid,
Out mates at school,
are oblivious of the rottenness around us,
the bling bling of social media.
the temporary, hypothetical social circles they dwell in.
Our books at school
teach us our rights,
But not how brutally these rights have been thrashed,
and further thrashed to the extent;
that we'd rather pay
Our hard earned,
Our sweat-coated money,
to the illiterates standing in the middle of the road with khakhi uniforms on,
than complain and reform the system,
that has been grinding us in between the party politics,
churning and revolving the whole legal system around it,
for its own selfish,
And then we're questioned,
that on what basis,
do we question our very questionable government?
when the whole idea
of our equally questionable system,
is based on questions of value,
which were sort to unify us unquestionably? How dare you not question?