By Kwesi BISSUE
Buried under a sea of hydra headed aches
Great minds must rise to the occasion
For a country in a shambles
Great minds must rise above petty trivialities
Great minds must unravel a sea of puzzles
And yet great minds stay buried
Buried under a sea of Nay and Aye in the Sanhedrin
Great minds shift back and forth
In search of utopian heights
For a country in crises
Great minds wallow in an empty search for utopian solutions
For a country craving economic salvation
Great minds crave pecuniary gratification
Great minds hide under slogans
To discard great suggestions from differing camps
Great minds whine under superlative labels
…that one was incompetent
…this one is super incompetent
Buried under a sea of burdens
But still buried under a mud of disputations
When the Nays and Ayes have disputes
Great minds show up a hand to be counted
…the Ayes have it
…the Nays have lost it
Great minds divide into factions
…we’re majority
…we’re minority
Great minds remain in a wobbling wander land
Wobbling to create a wonderland of a motherland
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Buried under a sea of environmental annihilation
Great men agree to agree
To scratch a back nearby
Great men agree to agree
To be environmentally naughty
Great men share the spoils from degraded surroundings
Great men mime together
We swim together or sink together
We move together or perish together
Great men sing together
We’re together as one…together
Great men agree to keep water nearby
When there is a sleazy beard nearby
Great men agree to pour cold water
When a Pandora’s box is opened
When a can of worms is spilled
Great men know when to gather and sell
And together no one to tell
Great men know where to hide the loot
Together we work in unity
Together we sneak in to commit sleaze
Divided we are filmed in an expose’
Great men have a great solution
Together we are a proud minority
Proudly oppressing the impoverished majority
Great men have no Great solution
Great men are part of the Great problem
