We can, But why should we?
One fine morning
We can leave
Our homes
In search of a new home
To die in
We can sing through
Your vocal chords
To stop singing at all
We can blossom
Inside
Deserted caves
We can run away
From our own
Fires of revolt
We surrender before them
And cry for shelter
We can hammer nail
On our foot
For we had have
Enough of walking
We can inject slavery
Inside our mouths
To be hearer
Forever
We can easily lose
One more war
At the cost of a thousand more wars
To be won
We can
We can
We can
But why should we?
2 comments:
liked this poem. it is a good lesson for everyone of us who are too tired to do anything useful beside our own personal/selfish motif.
liked this poem. it is a good lesson for everyone of us who are too tired to do anything useful beside our own personal/selfish motif.
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