A Hamper Of Corrupt Imbeciles

Countless corrupt imbeciles are running many countries Impoverished teenagers are making unwanted babies Peasants are fleeing the countryside seeking opportunities And our elders are too weak, too frail to cultivate the land. Predatory charities are like disguised invaders on vacation Their objective is to cause physical and mental erosion Of an infrastructure already in dismal. And band of bandits Are operating like it is business as usual in the region. Our world is in peril. Nobody is minding the stores There is no economic system, no policies, and no rules No accounting, no credible or conceivable internal control No justice, and the laws on the books are very old. Corruption like vermines are ubiquitous. This is sad People are living in the past like zombies. This is bad No hopeful words can be found in their vernacular This is hell on holy earth. This is an undeclared war. People are dying with cholera, STD's and other maladies They are blaming the western and eastern superpowers They have no conscience to look through themselves To diagnose the daily problems, in order to change maneuvers. A hamper of corrupt imbeciles are running the administration There is no hope, no future, no solution, and no concession Children are suffering and dying; adults are complaining and crying People are in pain, and the perpetrators are laughing and rejoicing. Copyright © September 10,2016 Logerie Hébert, All Rights Reserved Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.