NOISE OF SILENCE

Just like a ship that runs aground, Catastrophe awaits the undiligent. The saint with scent characters, The sour friends of the nation. Who cares for road as against air? Fortified locomotive is her delight, All in the name of complement. Litigation spells its limitations. As we had prayed for a light, Gloomingly it comes and rays. At last to illuminate the house, The lost pin now found, Only to hurt her the eyeballs. Nothing more, nothing less.

The law house master Legislates on masses' minds, Safeguarding their conscience And managing their funds But to their satisfaction. Duty of office negates oaths. Tests and trials observed, Pronouncement suits the public With intentions betraying a trust. The cake was eaten and had. Nothing more, nothing less.

The strength manager, Managing the mint wads After strategizing all necessary tendencies, Builds the face of the sector To a state of financial recklessness. Suspension and expulsion defined. The Chief Executive speculates, Perhaps to bury oil theft case. Only posterity knows. After all is said and done, Caucus decision will be final, Making grand finale of corruption. Nothing more, nothing less.