In a small third-world nation shaped like a broken promises and mishaps, the government treated the people the way a wicked market woman treat their underpaid workers. Every time the people asked for relief, the leaders would smile with powdered teeth and say “No reduction for you.” When mothers cried for hospitals with affordable medicine instead of full shelves, the officials, big bellied from “international conferences” and stolen funds, Meanwhile, leaders travelled abroad for medical checkups. waved their hands, saying “No reduction for you.” Even when global prices dropped or local refineries could have eased costs, leaders kept fuel expensive so they and their allies could profit from subsidies and import deals. “No reduction for you.” Despite constant blackouts, they increased electricity tariffs and never reduced them, because the money went into the pockets of private companies connected to them. “No reduction for you.” They raised tuition fees in universities and never reduced them, even when students were forced to drop out.
They increased import duties and refused to reduce them, even when businesses were shutting down and when the citizens complained. They said: “No Reduction for you”.No share in the wealth they mined, stole, and buried. But the people were not stones. They murmured, grumbled. “Someday this country will be saved” they said, and on that day when the full wrath of the law will befall on these corrupt leaders we will say “ no reduction for you”