*Tax-Tale of Unfulfilled Promise*
In a nation where hope had once bloomed bright,
A government emerged, its intentions seemed right,
Just a year in power, they promised great change,
But the landscape they left, so profoundly strange.
Taxes climbed high, burdened shoulders they pressed,
Inflation ran rampant, an unwelcome guest,
The cost of life surged, as dreams turned to ash,
In the shadow of promises, people counted the cash.
With each passing month, a new hike they’d decree,
The weight on the people, impossible to foresee,
From food to fuel, from rent to attire,
Every expense seemed to climb higher and higher.
The promises made, like whispers in the wind,
Faded into the past, where truths often rescind,
The people felt betrayed, their trust torn apart,
As they struggled to make ends meet, with heavy heart.
But let us remember, that change takes its time,
A government’s path can be complex to climb,
In the face of hardship, we must stay strong,
Hold leaders accountable, admit when they’re wrong.
For a year may be short in the grand scheme of things,
But it’s long enough to see the pain that it brings,
May the government listen, learn, and amend,
To ensure that our future finds solace to mend.
In the chapters ahead, let us hope and aspire,
That the ship of the state steers away from the mire,
A government’s duty is to serve and protect,
May they steer us to
ward a future we won’t soon forget.