Throwers of filth
In the belly of drains
Builders of mansions
On the breathes of rains
Oh rears whose chamber pots are mouths of seas
Fie! Fie! Fie!
You live lives of lies
When your index fingers find others as offenders
Of drowning and ills
You need to know your pills

Carers of mandates of the cruel and corrupt
Collectors of monies for dangerous pregnancies
Oh connivers of all ills
You know your pills

You know your pills
So why cry your ills
If only you will see your bills
And pick them, you will stop your chills
So stop the unnecessary drills
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

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