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Minority

Minority

Being with brute force in one,
And a helpless other for some,
Treating those who need care,
Will be your cure everywhere.

Mutual respect never exists,
As being in numbers always persists,
We have reached that ugly state,
Where we enjoy other's fate.

What have we become,
Shamelessly enjoying the sorrows of some,
It might be we someday,
Begging other's mercy in a way.

We want the guy up to be neutral,
But we love our thinking feudal,
We are all minorities somewhere,
With fear of staying in another's lair!????

Ramnath.A

Copyright © Ramnath Annamalai | Year Posted 2022



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For Sale

For sale
People's power said a few,
Minority rights said a few,
Majority decay said a few,
Your tongue said a few.

The greed chosen in our name,
That opposition is all the same,
Thoughtless brainwashed we are,
That Greek word is a losing star.

Seeing those elected brokers,
Making us clowns in a circus,
The rules we follow,
The taxes our sorrow,
Not for them in any morrow.

The fights over these corpses,
Are we losing our senses,
The power of people we pride,
Is lost with no one to guide.

We are all up for sale,
Stripped by the winner without fail,
Country sold to the new white man,
Survive people if you can.

Ramnath.A

Copyright © Ramnath Annamalai | Year Posted 2022

Details | Ramnath Annamalai Poem

For Sale

For sale
People's power said a few,
Minority rights said a few,
Majority decay said a few,
Your tongue said a few.

The greed chosen in our name,
That opposition is all the same,
Thoughtless brainwashed we are,
That Greek word is a losing star.

Seeing those elected brokers,
Making us clowns in a circus,
The rules we follow,
The taxes our sorrow,
Not for them in any morrow.

The fights over these corpses,
Are we losing our senses,
The power of people we pride,
Is lost with no one to guide.

We are all up for sale,
Stripped by the winner without fail,
Country sold to the new white man,
Survive people if you can.????????

Ramnath.A

Copyright © Ramnath Annamalai | Year Posted 2022

Details | Ramnath Annamalai Poem

For Sale

For sale
People's power said a few,
Minority rights said a few,
Majority decay said a few,
Your tongue said a few.

The greed chosen in our name,
That opposition is all the same,
Thoughtless brainwashed we are,
That Greek word is a losing star.

Seeing those elected brokers,
Making us clowns in a circus,
The rules we follow,
The taxes our sorrow,
Not for them in any morrow.

The fights over these corpses,
Are we losing our senses,
The power of people we pride,
Is lost with no one to guide.

We are all up for sale,
Stripped by the winner without fail,
Country sold to the new white man,
Survive people if you can.????????

Ramnath.A

Copyright © Ramnath Annamalai | Year Posted 2022

Details | Ramnath Annamalai Poem

For Sale

For sale
People's power said a few,
Minority rights said a few,
Majority decay said a few,
Your tongue said a few.

The greed chosen in our name,
That opposition is all the same,
Thoughtless brainwashed we are,
That Greek word is a losing star.

Seeing those elected brokers,
Making us clowns in a circus,
The rules we follow,
The taxes our sorrow,
Not for them in any morrow.

The fights over these corpses,
Are we losing our senses,
The power of people we pride,
Is lost with no one to guide.

We are all up for sale,
Stripped by the winner without fail,
Country sold to the new white man,
Survive people if you can.????????

Ramnath.A

Copyright © Ramnath Annamalai | Year Posted 2022



Details | Ramnath Annamalai Poem

For Sale

For sale
People's power said a few,
Minority rights said a few,
Majority decay said a few,
Your tongue said a few.

The greed chosen in our name,
That opposition is all the same,
Thoughtless brainwashed we are,
That Greek word is a losing star.

Seeing those elected brokers,
Making us clowns in a circus,
The rules we follow,
The taxes our sorrow,
Not for them in any morrow.

The fights over these corpses,
Are we losing our senses,
The power of people we pride,
Is lost with no one to guide.

We are all up for sale,
Stripped by the winner without fail,
Country sold to the new white man,
Survive people if you can.

Ramnath.A

Copyright © Ramnath Annamalai | Year Posted 2022


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