OTHER SIDE OF POLITICS
OTHER SIDE OF POLITICS Mum was a farmer And dad had signed a petition, A death warrant to die for the nation. I'm a political scientist- I remember mom's words when dad played the down game. If only I had heard him I would've told him to his face His father was a fool, Had he not died A year to his life would make him the greatest of fools. Her husband was a wizard Butchered at the village square. Her mother was a Necromancer She had a nail thrust into her head. I equally heard them say my dad was a Nero Dancing till the city was razed down(Read more here: history.com ) They said he was full of lies That he can lie for the nation. That he forcefully seized his land from him: A thing he never would've done had it meant his dad was alive. That he is biblical Laban in nature, He doesn't pay the debt. How can he ever lead the youth? And then I began to kill their words, Burying them with my five fingers. Politics is a game of survival, The true elimination chamber. Eve...