A flicker of Hope
A flicker of Hope
The alien darkness and my queer woes,
I convulse in agony, odd are the throes,
My heart’s wrenched, and spurts blood,
Ah my face, drenched in ruby-red flood.
The rustle and bustle, and blatant lies,
The glamor of throng, clouds my eyes,
The truth’s engulfed, by roving throng,
Mischief’s on rampage, wide and long.
The folks of black hearts, and souls vile,
Wreak hell on the naïve, and each guile,
Aye speech charged, with hate and bile,
Flaming tongues, to smudge each smile.
Terrible moments, surpass a nightmare,
Compassion trodden upon, in the blare
Of illusive slogans, runs of dingy course!
Virtue dies, knavery lives reigning force!
My people! Rise with heads holding high,
A glimmer’s in waiting, yonder in the sky,
And live your hearts, in the glare of light,
A price is asked for, in the battle of right!
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