06/11/2025
"Political Betrayal":
In the halls of power, where trust is a test
Lies and deceit, forever find their nest
The cloak of honor, worn with pride and might
Conceals the heart, of a traitor in the night
Promises made, with hands that shake and lie
A people's hope, is left to wonder why
The voice that spoke, of justice and of right
Now whispers secrets, in the darkness of night
The betrayal cuts deep, like a knife in the back
A wound that festers, and refuses to retract
The trust is broken, the bond is torn apart
The people's faith, in the system, is scarred and worn
The politicians, with faces so serene
Hide the wolves, in sheep's clothing unseen
Their words are laced, with honey and with gold
But their actions, reveal a story untold
The people suffer, the people pay
For the price of betrayal, in a game of power play
Their voices raised, in protest and in pain
Echo through the chambers, where power's gained
But still we rise, we demand to know
Why the trust was broken, and the vows were low
We'll hold them accountable, for every lie
And fight for justice, until the truth is high
The battle's far from over, the war's not won
But we'll stand tall, and face the rising sun
For we are the people, with hearts that beat
And we won't be silenced, our voices will repeat
The cry for justice, will echo through the land
Until the traitors, are held to stand
For their betrayal, for their lies and deceit
And the people's trust, is restored, and the future's sweet.
© Martin Muriki
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