Cruelly delicious, it does please you,
thumbing your nose, gazing through
your breath-taking, baroque window,
at the wide open, starkly graphic view
of ugly, dilapidated hovels, all askew,
such unsightly poverty sprawled below.
You, too, call them the poor masses
who voted you to your powerful office,
convinced by your solemn promise
of a truly able, pro-poor public service.
But up there in your tower of power
it’s so easy to no longer remember.
Why, you’re busy, worried and tense
about matters of real consequence:
your pet cocker spaniel’s indigestion
after too much caviar at its luncheon
and that mega-buck contract you’ll sign,
proferred by nymphets with lips of wine!
Remarks by the author, Rom Naces:
Mga igsoon, nangalimyon (aw, nanimaho) na usab ang politika..niay langyawng bersyon saka garay-panghimaraut alang niadtong mga kandidatong sayon kuno duolon apan lisod diay pangitaon… ang haringlungsod kuno ang ilang agalon…sa katawhan sila kuno mga ubos nga ulipon..sa kamulo pa ang hugna-kombate sa eleksyon