They promise to
uplift us
To take us to
the 9th heaven
Where roads are
macadamised with gold
And streets
littered with diamonds
They promise to
uplift us
To the level
where only angels tread
Where all is
fair and just
And there is no
abracadabra
To fulfil their
promise
They changed the
goal-posts in the middle of the game
Empowering a
novice as the umpire
Leaving us to wonder the feasibility of the promise
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