In a turbulence
Of a most trying period
In the wake of an ambivalent
National crises
The heart explodes
In a tantrum of powerful emotions
In a cry of passionate appellation
The ticking timer begets a
Dripping brow
Upon a broken face
The night ignites
The cannon of human soul
Anxiety hammers the mind into submission
The eyes elicit from within
A waterfall of silent sorrows
A wholesome man becomes but
A shadow
In a nightmare world
For a doom sealed in a catastrophic pledge
By a gang of psychotic rulers |