I BELIEVE

Low voltage, High voltage, No voltage, A helpless sense of outrage 

sEnvelopes us with despair
Out night in dark Armour
That our unfeeling paramour
Strikes again under the Clark of darkness
Despondence reigns as we grown
As under the yoke of insufficiency and negligence we moan
While those in charge of slumber and posture
We look on and write in discomfiture
They band the world privatization without real devotion
Engineers and technicians all highly bill
For services not rendered
The bills are like clockwise work tendered
Do you really earn the pay
I dare say the answer is nay
However look at the bright side
Some sectors rise with the tide
Petroleum dealers, generator dealers
 Why?
Even candle makers thrive
Taking all that for which daily we strive
Do the poor tormented soul matter
Incubators silenced and with them the pitter patter
What of the fine and explosion
Perhaps they are more figment of imagination
 Hark night falls once more
Gloom sets in as the cool is lowered without more
But then who cares
In the land of two sunset
As our team duets bleed and run dry.