Holding On To the Expectations of a New Dawn
You swallow billions in cash, yet your assault strengthens,
everything with life now stands on one side against you
but your unpredictability is what gives you this audacity.
Your sarcasm and indifference to mankind
may seem to amputate medical science
but even on wheel-chairs,
we will hold hands together, never giving up.
You now pass through numerous gates
to the fat, slim, male and female;
to the adults, kids, rich and poor;
to drunkards, smokers, abstained or perverse;
to the omnivore, vegan, sexually active or not;
to the religious, spiritual, free thinker or non-thinking.
You shoot them all in an unfair rampage
making the task so herculean for you to be controlled.
Your spread plays the gruesome music of death
inviting the straws of extinction to sap life out in slow sips.
The more your covered distance, the more your torment.
Towards the end of the road, your merciless afflictions
are an indication, nature can acquire a bad side.
You come with a red card held by a fatal hand
then go with a white one with the inscription of a soul.
All humanity fight, but our blows seem not to reach you.
For long, we’ve taken your jabs
and being on the receiving end is becoming so protracted.
But we’ll hold steadfast, never giving in to a knock-out;
staying strong, united and hopeful,
that someday, victory will be hope's fashion
for the new dawn to be here permanently.
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