Why the Anarchy...

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  For my life I fear
  As my eyes fill with tears
  My hostels gassed
  Coz I want lowered gas
  
  When calmly I speak
  It just feels weak
  Driven to suffer pain
  By the riding Father with the reins
  
  I stand back
  And foresee plenty of lack
  Who will survive this, I wonder
  And oft I'm left to ponder
  
  Already, many have nothing to eat
  Out there wallowing in poverty
  It's not enough to sit and meet
  While stuff goes wrong in society
  
  Harsh, is the life of the vast majority
  Plush, is your present abode
  Whence, you worsen their present reality
  This horse, that to your victory you rode
  
  What shepherd searches the best spot
  To hide himself from the cold
  Leaving his sheep in the bitter rain
  Leaving them out in rough terrain
  
  Of bleating about the bush we tire
  For its all we ever do
  So we set the bush on fire
  So he knows we're in trouble too
  
  There goes my present dream
  Hehehe... remitted to the future 
  By today's society's cream
  It would be funny if it wasn't torture
  
  Things always on the increase
  What happened to the promise of the decrease?
  Why this jibber-jabber, Convolution 
  When you promised us revolution?
  
  Nay,
  Simz you've lost your way
  Hey,
  You need a reminder today
  Sigh,
  What hopes you've crushed
  My,
  All that initial joy dashed
  
  Damn
  The new broom sweeps just like its predecessor 
  Leaving behind the same old dirt
  The new wineskin is a gong'a 
  Copiously leaking out to our regret
  
  All in all
  There is much left to do
  Hope you've been reminded to do your job
  Now we can return to ours too.
  
   
  
  By Mweemba Mupelwa Sichilima (Zambia)
  
  #Thoughts on Black Friday, an NGO Student body(ies) Campaign against a decision by govt to remove subsidies on key commodities in the country.