THE TRUE LEADER

An air of melancholy I breathe

As these hands and keys harmonize

As these people have been hypnotized

A country with so much but so little to bequeath

The lack of leaders who are astute and sagacious

Who speak with prudence and sagacity

The lack of leaders who are depute and veracious

Who speak with substance and veracity

Oh True Leaders where at thou?

                                                                                                                    Patrick Evah

Disillusioned

Hello, was all it took to meet a horrible end

My imagination and fantasies impaired

The love song in the background ends

The butterflies in my stomach dead

I spiral into the deep end

Not knowing if it was the end

Or the beginning of the end

Now I’m at my wit’s end

                                                           Patrick Evah