Current Affairs - Despair for Mankind / A Plea for Hope
An angry wind...
A crying sky...
Fearfully mans' hearts
open lie.
Lifting a burden, few must bear;
as riches line the bigot's snare.
Disappointment shivers among the streets.
Spirits shattered by hypocrisy.
Seeking change their voices rise
united in a victory cry.
crushing still a hopeful heart,
our peoples feel the empty promise start.
Seeds of hate,
misunderstood,
victims of the desperate,
brood.
When blindly man relies on man,
to make a country strong again.
Summoning bitter seething tones
dividing man by choice alone.
Instead of calling forth the tongue
that delivers peace for everyone.
How callously man shuns man with pride
instead of on the truth rely.
And when the storms come swelling in
our nation's eyes will close again.
For in its numbers, tears are dried;
Not one, but with a million cries.
To end injustice at its core.
Let democracy rule for all who bore;
-the weak, the strong
the meek, the poor-
the saddle of indignity
to lift our souls in unity.
A crying sky...
Fearfully mans' hearts
open lie.
Lifting a burden, few must bear;
as riches line the bigot's snare.
Disappointment shivers among the streets.
Spirits shattered by hypocrisy.
Seeking change their voices rise
united in a victory cry.
crushing still a hopeful heart,
our peoples feel the empty promise start.
Seeds of hate,
misunderstood,
victims of the desperate,
brood.
When blindly man relies on man,
to make a country strong again.
Summoning bitter seething tones
dividing man by choice alone.
Instead of calling forth the tongue
that delivers peace for everyone.
How callously man shuns man with pride
instead of on the truth rely.
And when the storms come swelling in
our nation's eyes will close again.
For in its numbers, tears are dried;
Not one, but with a million cries.
To end injustice at its core.
Let democracy rule for all who bore;
-the weak, the strong
the meek, the poor-
the saddle of indignity
to lift our souls in unity.
© 09 Nov 2016 ~EBC~
Literary arts
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