Mr chairman

Your hands sir,

Are greedy

Scrambling within and without

Leaving the touched horrendous prints

Leading to their persecution

Your hands sir,

Waving a swam of elegy

To the plebeians

Depleted of mercy

In your clenched fist

Your hands sir,

Protective over the massive lock

Habouring in your own words dissidents

At one time patted by your hands sir

Thanks to your hands

For your bulging tummy

Dancing to the persecuted gripes

By Peter Bassanga Otieno ©


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