An Observation

[The Poet]

We look at the quality


It's better than the rest


But when we look at economy


Some do not see it best


The weakness has exposed itself


The greed, the corruption and sin


The leaders of our communities


Would throw us in the bin


There is a wrong perception


For the blind that do so think


That unity is corrosive


In our armour it is a chink


But I see now that problems lie


Not in the greed of leaders


But the commoner, who is so scared


That shall become believer


The vultures cry that isolation


Is a meal of great taste


What they do not say, what they caw not


Is that we'll be turned to waste


Prestigious we stand


Proud we are


A nation of great import


But blind we'll fall


When in this world


Unity be forgot


We are confused


That can be excused


But what we now do is panic


For in this world, the weak are strong


And when the weak are scared


Every decision they so do


Is one that is poor and manic