The Lost Paradise

THE LOST PARADISE Danmaajeh: What shall we do to put away The gigantic barricade that blocks the way Should we stand and say nay Or fold our hands and enjoy the play? Ak_waziri19: Our paths darkening, we are going astray The future we dream being put on delay Our hopes dwindling day by day Shall we just keep wallowing in this dismay? Danmaajeh: What is burning inside me I wish to tell In few brief cantos if you listen well With me is a friend, who also felt The same flame and outstood the ail. Ak_waziiri19: In stanzas of rhymes that you plan to unshell And voice out your agony in high decibel I share this pain just like you spelt And pray for change but to no avail. Danmaajeh: Quite melancholic - how the oppressed Are denied the liberty to yield and rise When education now seems like an impasse What other means of progress can we ace? Ak_waziri19: With our rights and efforts suppressed We become subjects of worries and distress With our education now lousy and headless What can we achieve under such duress? Danmaajeh: Our hearts tremble and our voices stutter Private varsities could have been better But financial capabilities differ As poets, we express with only pen and paper. Ak_waziri19: Our guts down and our morale waver For almost everything has now faltered From bad policies to inflation that has triggered But our pens always write for the better. ©Danmaajeh and Ak_waziri19