Undead Voice
Declared of them that love was key sortie,
Unity be justice en quest; Arise
Ye people who yearn sedulous booty,
Dared more agony intriguing despise?
Ferity is not lulu with comrades,
Virtue’s flawed bond bespeak sardonic woes,
Vague as rabble in berated ill shades
Fussy factions are collective foes.
Regimes thwart patriots yearn for verity,
Intuit warns against raging ruination,
Rude pretext to extirpate reality,
Interest lost sans support and option.
Whilst nation mourns liberty, they dictate.
When hope springs forth, Zealots, don’t hesitate.
Copyright © Elijah Chara | Year Posted 2014
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