They hide their maliciousness and evil intentions behind masks of righteousness and perfection.
The moment you feel you have an ally, it turns around and soon feels like the whole world is against you.
What can be done? We are but measly, powerless beings in the grand scheme of things
Stranded in an unjust world eager to maintain its unfairness under the guise of preserving tradition.
A world where elders abuse authority and respect and manipulate religion and culture to cover up their misgivings and wrongdoings.
The growing generation is caught in the crossfires between two realities;
A world of change and growth and a world of tradition.
Is tradition more important than a fulfilled and content life?
These thoughts run through my mind as I fall victim to yet another manipulation of culture
Ideologies are misconstrued as pride and disrespect for authority.
A promise is made with a tear-stained face
I choose a fulfilled life over a life of despair
The manipulation ends with me.
Categories:
crossfires, anger, betrayal, sad,
Form: Free verse
Blood- freezing gangster fight
That would Death cordially invite,
Showcasing the weirdest might,
Far into pitch –black night,
Imprisoning every candle light,
No noticing of their plight:
The travails crossfires ignite,
Combatant lips and breathing tight
Over what was scarcely a slight…
Their murderous will at stupendous height!
A longing to shoot everything on sight;
The dirtiest of blood smears on white,
When this is far from right
Even to a close by perching kite
That would its prays smite
And not feel contrite.
Categories:
crossfires, adventure, death, violence,
Form: Rhyme
Lord of the flies henchman of the destroyer justice will be like a thief in the night
a mark is clearly visible signs the pact under destructive acts
Swift the reason befalls un troops are landing on your soil hidden low key
under the radar marshal law will be declared on those opposing
To arrest high profile war criminals hiding rats amongst elite bodies dark eyes
as evidence has stacked up against them no turning backwards time
Now even using chemical weapons killing many of their own troops caught
in crossfires with hired guns among women and children victims ensnared
Tortured in camps its all coming to pass sentence voices of the dead echo
mark my words with a cross good always triumphs in the end over evil
Together and out there your judgement is falling from high position
titles lost shackled by steel forged from fires of your own makings hell
Categories:
crossfires, abortion, anti bullying, betrayal,
Form: Couplet