The AID Parade

Crossing the street
Now that is a feat

UN, UN, UN, UNDP
Tata, UN what do you see

A shiny white truck
Drivers don’t give a fuck

Not a drop of rust
They stir up the dust

The 4x4s go by
The fumes make you cry

Money tied up in wheels
How do the locals feel?

New cars for government
Are they heaven sent?

Students take to the streets
will MPs keep their personal treats

Who gains who loses?
Is it the people who choose?

Poverty and death at their door
In who’s interest is all this for?