Amiss, amiss, amiss! <br />Something is amiss with my country <br />Spiritually and physically rich <br />But apparently presented as poor <br />Billions of our money given wings <br />Like hawks that disappear <br />When chicks are forcefully taken <br />Trillions stashed down the drains <br />To fertilize parched lands <br />Where hussies and gigolos live <br />The cause being greed <br />Nursed and nurtured by the elite <br />A few insatiable pigs <br />That profess religion <br />But know not God <br /> <br />Mothers compete to outdo fathers <br />I weep, I weep, I weep uncontrollably <br />For there is no one to console me <br />And my heart has a new guest uninvited <br />A nagging pain <br />Would I die weeping <br />With no solace coming? <br /> <br /> <br />(C) Chris Jibero.2010.<br /><br />Chris Jibero<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/amiss-6/
