The World in Bare
•In collaboration with Klod•
You, and I in a world full of distress;
Violence, hunger, position-thirst so limitless.
You, just you in a hiatus-centered era today,
Gaming cold war, whitewash — great play!
You, imprisoned by spurious deed;
Fame and honor, enshrouded by greed.
And I was a victim of feigned discourse of gratification,
Incarcerated with your words, ingested by a mere illusion.
So let me sing you a poem that you'll engrave to a gloomy heart of the beholder;
Let me recite you a song that shall embody the melancholic pen of doctrine.
And I'll trot you out to my dream world,
Where a valor of poet, overpowered blenched of mortals.
Where fortitude was persecuted adequately in the name of odds,
Let me squire you onto our inks and paper portals.
I was once into this world of misery, but where were you?—
Talking about the honor.
You were twice a fool, there then am, giving your life a hue —
Embracing the shine, go for a savour.
Leaving the nation a moment of havoc
until one man came,
Shall subject all sinners to death and shame.
Money, drugs, criminality wreaked out,
Zero-machinery campaign, the mass did it for the shout.
All mothers cry, even the land you're living in;
Stars sometimes gets shy, stars you looked upon, then eventually pinned.
It always shines at first, but for a century, it rusts.
Dogs of leadership bites with the fangs, know whose words are to trust.
Your own cosmos has been filled with phony,
Compensated lives over notoriety and money.
Destructing all, leader of the dowfall,
Shame on you! Living in your avarice, neglecting my call.
Bestow me a piece of your advertency,
Stop, look, and listen to my inquiry.
Hear my cry, hear my call;
Your perniciousness desist it all!
Let us live like no one's superior nor inferior,
No one's rich, no one's poor — live in prior.
Keeping your nation secured by power,
Having the youth in your grasp — top of the layer!
Cloak of respect views with high views entity with power,
From us, poor, pour your wealth down — give us a shower.
Leaders of the leaders taking aim to the future,
As you'll take more than a leader to make it through the honor.
Honor your dignity rather than any dirty penny;
As you are chosen to lead the people — do not favor money!
Drudge us not for we have the rights,
In your incongruous leadership, we will fight!
Blue for the eyes of the unwanted, give them the warmth they need.
Black for the nights I've counted, take my hand — I want y'all to be with.
Red is my love for the less fortunate,
Green is for the land that have taken the compensate.
Children of the next generation, give them a bunch of hope,
Spoil them a cup of generosity, in a skywide scope.
Enough of your villainy, it'll do you any good,
Give love, share blessing, be a God send bod.
Like a white dove, you'll cry — tears will speak for you, blood will paint for the unjust.
Once a crow will die, race will clump up to clust.
Show me the shine you've got,
Podium's now yours, you could take now your spot!
BINABASA MO ANG
Unheard Poetries
PoesíaA collection of poems, proses and such written by @aiamrae. Other pieces that can be found inside is in collaborative form...
