I SAW IT ON TV BUT

All my life I have known what it is To set the difference between Appearance and reality. I saw a well-tarred road Wide enough for a hundred cars; I saw a modern hospital With stores of drugs And patients smiling home; I saw modern blocks And students being taught well In well structured bodies; I saw a basket of promises Being delivered to my doorstep; I saw it on T.V. But lo this seem different, An on-the-sight assessment. I saw a road Begging for a touch of tar And six-feet wells called pot-holes, I saw a dilapidated building Suffering from patronage With doctors, nurses, and dispensary on sabbatical; I beheld a poultry Where Kwashiorkored students listen absent-mindedly To the dirge of the tutor; I say I saw a basket of empty promises Flying away in tinted flights, Or shrinking off at the polls.