With immense anguish,
The people despised there own,
Their hearts never relish,
They lament over there loss,
But all goes down the drain.....
In the hearts of the evil “men”,
The power of greed reigned,
Fruits of their vile deeds remained,
Blood of young one and mothers was shed,
While the infidels enjoyed peaceful shed,
But all goes down the drain.
Come listen to their truest thoughts,
In the core of their minds hails inbred tribalism,
They point fingers to blame the unknown,
Justice they abort before it’s born,
But all goes down the drain.
What they have done haunts their memory,
Their hellish injustice slithers away,
From the repercussions of their transgressions,
They have bent the law in all directions,
But all goes down the drain.
Although the light of justice seems to dim,
Their temporary cocoons with time cease to exist,
All that goes down the drain reaches its destination,
Embracing justice remains the plea of the nation.
By YT Machiavelli
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