Tyranny From Heaven

Tyranny from heaven


I believed and voted them
Found they were friends
At that time in my door
they were persons from heaven

Event got change 
They rode up and up
Flagging top crest of position

Now I am in their doors
blank, poor and shoddy
Gas cylinders roll on dirty road
Hopes found derailed and fainted

These days too 
Doors are opened to them
But, they do not dare to peep on
A fear with them, falling
Reigning in mind from heaven

I can not to be too cruel to them
Cause ,I know I have to vote them 
Again, they will peep on 
With deceiving flat chin
Begging vote again and again

I have no claws to slit them 
To find out their views of distrust
They rear and share time to time
To make my country poor again

A class of sticks and spears 
Stood, self moved in innocent hands
To rear and to send them
Again to roar from and to kill on

Sweats were slidding down
Smeared dirty hands broke two loaves
And drunk impure water 
In the hope of breathe again

Risen smoke from burnt wheels
Shook hands with cloud
Asking bliss place to remain with
For sometimes to alight again down

Sometimes becomes difficult to reply
Raised questions from young guys
Actually what they want to gain
Breaking hearts of dwellers why?

A mass dead peace is circulated 
Everywhere wearing cap of straightforward
They are people of land locked territory
Compelled to bear tyranny from heaven.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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A  Avatar
November 27, 2015 at 9:38 AM
Awesome
Chalise Avatar
November 30, 2015 at 9:48 PM
Yes SKAT, I am a person of land locked country. Since 3 months we are facing blockade from our people and from India, a big so called democratic country.
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