When job becomes a favour,
Dues are deemed as sham,
Few begin to savour,
Enjoy the opulence and calm,
Unruly takes the reign,
Bullying and condescending,
Bringing in all the Bane,
Ringing the bells of taunt and ranting.
When none can dare to question,
Sane then appear to be muzzled,
Sham and pomp out of proportion,
Drum of hollow gains, vague puzzles.
Loud claims are then employed,
To hide the folly and misguide,
Cover the talks hollow and voids,
Hover with fake glory, an unholy glide.
But no one is without yoke,
Someone is always at check,
To see if the order is broke,
And bring to light what was kept.
Then to ensure better days,
And Prevent the despotism,
To keep the ruse at the bay,
Widen the sight and chuk the prism,
Men endowed with courage,
Stern, brave and fiecly galant,
Must take the helm and salvage,
The sinking ship and carry the batton....
- Author: xerz ( Offline)
- Published: August 31st, 2023 00:15
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 2
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