The Presidential Beach
Have we ever been, or are we simply blameworthy?
Party to a vast crime – apathy of the first degree?
Instead of sitting around
café-gossiping about the fashions of the day,
we need to relay collectively, constructively –
for all to hear, feel and see:
I demand to be free! I refuse to be misused!
I refuse to be a victim of the President’s malcontent.
Mr President, please, please! Don’t make us pay for your palace.
Criminally callous – the people are starving…
Mr President, please, please! It’s in your hands, it’s within your reach.
Please, don’t build yourself a private presidential beach;
gusts of our tears
sifting silently into
breakers of our blood.
This piece was written on 30 December 2013.
Edited on 7 January, 2014. Thanks to RB for the comments.