THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN

When the politics are in play
With one interest over another,
Will our cause be a card?
To be played among the Politicians?

When the world rolls over the golden ball
With all eyes open to grab it with a glimpse,
Will they see the smokes rising from a far distance?
Will they hear the screams from the invisible cells?

When the leaders lined one after another
With a split seconds smiles,
Will they share the truth of tyranny?
Will they care the cry of a commoner?

When the borders and boundaries are marked
With a line of arms and ammunition,
Will the truth get a gate pass?
Will justice be done in favor of freedom?

When the world lust for money and power
With all in once shaking each other’s hand,
Will the wellbeing of commoners be considered?
Will they still stand strong with Truth and Justice?

When the…