Like shadows,
They chase us.
They trap us to tame us.
They are heartless,
When they claim us.
Brainless herd; they make us.
Hatred and Compassion,
Anger or any emotion.
But how true are those?
Is it their control or its us?
Since birth we were taught,
About Standards, Class and Religion.
We were raised to notice
Differences.
And now those contrasts
Stand against us.
The situation, so dire...
One wrong step,
For the trigger to click.
Like a small gun,
They treat it.
Oblivious, that it's a bomb
That will get everyone killed...
The society is not strong,
Neither is it firm.
It's weak and scared.
Unknown and Different,
To accept. They don't dare...
This fear and fragile ego,
The shreds and pieces
Will wobble us all.
They put on constraints,
Whether rich or poor.
If you rise too high,
They will always make you fall.
They are selfish, They are ruthless
They don't really care.
For them you are nothing,
But a chess piece to
Maintain the game.
They aren't bothered,
By a Win or Loss.
It's the Control, that they desire.
Control over us,
And everything other.
The world is their goal.
They call this century,
An era of Miracles.
The tales of how underdogs,
Become the final winner.
They skip out the pain,
And darkness there is.
To lure you with the fame.
It has been quite long
That this remained the same.
Now it's time,
This Black world needs to Change!
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Black world NEEDS to Change
ПоэзияIt has been quite long That this remained the same. Now it's time, This Black world needs to Change! It's about how certain people in great power, mold the world that we see. Even if it's a democracy it's not really free. Just a little perspective...
