Hypocrites

Sunshine, clear visibility... Youthful noon spies bridal eve Naive groom lost in solemn dreams of knots Leaving much still to the eagle's eye And when the sun resumed, the bride was lost Cloud cover, fair visibility.... I heard of the brighter days When warriors pant less A cup of coffee, and war is never ending But I met the fogs, so thick The closer.....we lost guard and sight The fogs knocked our doors gently Fear made no man squeaked They tore the doors down with daggers Amid sobs of agony and indifferent tweets They brought iron doors on our wooden frames And left with the keys Clear visibility, cold, windy...... The rain has gone Now our plants suffers cold Our streets are flooded Now we sobberlessly sob Chanting cynical panegyrics to the innocent sky The Sky that washed our hopes Heaven that raped us back to square one The priest has spoken - 'peace is cheap' 'but our very clan is the cost of our future' We all are gonna die