“HOPE”

When I was a child

I dream of to be a teacher

Who molds, teach, and the second mother

Of a poor child one

But I wonder why!

Politicians had been through

A teacher who also teach them

To do good things in fellowmen

How they sleep at night when

There is hungriness’, poverty, malnutrition and corruption

Politicians has nothing to do

But to argue, to find hole in each other

But for me they are all the same

Greedy in power and money