Fiends of a Spiteful Construct
Fiends of a Spiteful Construct
Shaking off the rust, I pick the instrument again.
Not from inspiration, rather an urge to pen my woe.
As the brouhaha boils over & politicos spittle,
My sanity wanes & sensibilities dive a new low.
Shocked at first; still disgusted,
It has been on my mind but still undigested.
To see this fall from grace, this degradation,
championing for the Seditious
while brave hearts bleed bare for this nation.
Dividing the gullible demographic with lies and false propaganda.
Insidious fiends set on furthering their own agenda.
I feel ashamed that these are the people I call my own.
While my blood brothers and sisters get martyred protecting these hellspawn.
Vouching for the guilty, set against the current regime.
They are blinded by their incompetence and resort to being philistines.
Shouting about freedom of expression and their right to dissent,
conveniently forgetting their duties to respect the liberty and act decent.
This is what we have devolved into,
a mindless vociferous mob,
that panders to traitors and terrorists alike,
by acting as self righteous slobs.
Instinctively, I feel the urge to descend into a state of violence.
To answer their calls and indulge in a pogrom,
dying the streets red much like the fall of Byzantium.
But with great restraint, I hold back & keep this silence.
Knowledge is power and cold facts will slay this Gorgon,
Free thinking, detached research would hurt more than shells of Titanium.
For too long have we been credulous, easy to lead astray.
Influenced by narrative of Caste, creed or religion have we been divided.
Time has come to develop pragmatic faculties that they dread; & stand united
Resolute to their manufactured opinions, no longer under their sway.
We unite under one banner and take a solemn pledge,
that we may be few, our attempts seen as trite and callow.
They are the Goliaths, their words resounding and hallowed,
But we are all David, we'll slay them at their game and clear the dredge.
