You may be a politician who sells promises
But never delivers the goods
Using your country, for your benefit
You are a leech sucking Life blood
Deserving nothing but the fire of hatred
From your own people
Or you may become a politician
Who faithfully serves for the peoples’ sake
Not the benefit of your own
If you do so, you are like the candle
That burns itself for others
And your name shall forever be in glory
Written by: Subhan Zein