Look at what the majority of honest people in my country are going through because power hypnotized you and money took your soul.
The “you” I’m referring to, are the presidents and anyone who saw the corruption going on, took part in it and denied their actions which have led to the situation today in my precious island, Sri Lanka.
You know everything.
You are seeing people suffer, you are seeing the queues all over the country, you are seeing people drop dead after 12+ hours of staying in line to feed their families. You see all this and still choose to stay in that seat that was once applauded. You all, deep down, know everything that each of you has done for personal gain.
Politics can be wonderful, it allows you to be a voice for the voiceless, to raise nations from poverty. But that has not been even a thought that lingered in yours or your regimes. That’s for sure. There’s most of the youth still, choosing their words with so much patience, still fighting for our rights while respecting you all as adults, but look at you, no integrity to listen to them, to fix the problems that you created. How can you? When little by little, your frauds are discovered, your own words can’t save you, your humanity is questioned.
The people don’t deserve anything, that the corruption of another group has put them through, year after year. You’ve clearly chosen who your family is, and that’s definitely not the people dying for your actions, who you swore you’d protect and support the day you got elected. How you smiled to the camera to give a speech, oh how people wish they knew your hopeless, false promises. Look at what that did. Look at what the majority of honest people in my country are going through because power hypnotized you and money took your soul. How many should die, how many citizens even with jobs deserve to eat only one meal a day, how many children should feel extra pressures of growing up where they can’t reach their dreams. How many? How many? How many will it take to end your corrupted actions?
Repercussions of our actions never just get forgotten. Some things wait for us. And I know your presence is awaited there too. Your utter lack of ability to have compassion for your own people will haunt us here and it may haunt you there.
I hope we take the rose-colored glasses off now and are fortunate enough to not meet you again.
You still think you know everything?
Look around.
You know nothing.
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