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Unfinished business, not only about half baked bread
It is also propos of shoddy execution of public projects
Like building hospitals and schools, puffed up contracts
Road construction and even in the rider of protection
Bogus, they are, deficient in quality, wanting in rationale
It is really that which we must do acceptably to the end

With the need to improve, see huge chunks put aside
Self aggrandizement, the need to acquire latest releases
Fashions, jeeps and mansions are but screen plays
Foreign accounts swell like icebergs deep in the ocean
See school children sit under trees on blocks and planks
Mediocrity smiles at our inactions, we are doomed to suffer

We are not able to count the carnage on our roads
We can not count those who die for lack of Medicare
Unfinished business is leaving dirt scattered around
Abuse of power, akin to dirt, must be swept away
There’s much to be done and little time left, each step
Like a journey to the grave, a booming business to the other

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our failure to improve the conditions around us is 'unfinished business', yet there is such privation in the mist of plenty. I appreciate your time with my scribbles, best wishes.


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