An Enraged Lion
Rainy weather makes crops, flowers and trees grow,
don't mutter curse words to make it go away...
when anger controls your mouth all you pray
for is sunshine when others are thankful and bow!
I decry the injustices and inhumane deeds of Humankind;
I hurl my anger at anyone who abuses power for greed and gain
by being bold; I make the defiant tyrants aware of their grave sin,
and if their wickdness is not exposed, I turn into an enraged lion!
They can deliberately curse me out and hate whatever I've said,
if truth is self-revelation, let them reconsider their alluring charm
that makes them uneasy, wishing they had not caused death or harm;
when godless people practise vanity, their hearts turn extremely cold!
The political arena is a ground for vicious attacks and dishonorable deeds,
the abused is crushed while the abuser continues to commit atrocities;
they rather see their ego rise and suppress their ideology of equality:
where are those who are compassionate and hear the cry of Humanity?
Written 0n 5/28/2017
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