Chains and Hunger
The chains we wear are long forgotten,
The blood of men too soon begotten.
Thresholds stand and whither more,
Ideals sold and bought before.
The means of wealthy poor at bay,
My mind in selfless still decay.
At least the song rings melody,
In suicidal tendency.
Forget the future and the past,
To paternal overcast.
Rectify the remedy,
Bring me back extremity.
A child waits for silence,
The old stands proud in violence.
Let peace unbind the steal.
So all can eat their meal.