Enough of their scornful eyes
And deep breaths,
Their falsified voices
And chameleon hands,
“Take our rope,
Let’s help you out.”
Enough of their honest lies
And darkened corridors of power,
Brothers in sheep’s clothing
That had shattered our growing dreams.
Enough of this
Enough of that…
Our eyes are like the eagles’,
Blinded no more
By the deceptions from silver tongues—
There is a quake on this mountain
Atop our heads;
We can see the glow
Of the vibrant sun…
Tomorrow, unlike yesterday,
We will rise better and stronger.
For our children
And for ourselves.
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A resounding poem.. It speaks volumes.