deepundergroundpoetry.com

HEALTH CARE

The Minister is a good man
He is also very rich.

And from the grapevine,
He has a big clinic abroad
Where his fat children are
treated
For over nutrition
He cannot afford the risk
To treat them in our country’s
hospitals.
 
When his convoy
Of posh automobiles
Is passing through my
district
In a procession
He would wave at
The many kwashiorkoric children 

Who clap and hail the
Minister of Health.
Sometimes, in good gesture,
He throws fresh minted cash
In the air for them.
A good man in deed.
Written by naijapoeteket (Idiong Divine)
Published | Edited 8th Nov 2010
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1 reading list entries 1
comments 4 reads 927
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 3:48pm by MidnightSonneteer
SPEAKEASY
Today 12:43pm by Strangeways_Rob
SPEAKEASY
Today 12:34pm by Ahavati
POETRY
Today 11:04am by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Today 11:03am by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Today 5:37am by SweetKittyCat5