Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Brace yourselves, its time.

Is it just me?
Or you can also feel the pain?
Distant cries of plea,
Shouts and protests gone in vain?
A life that threatens your existence,
With growing number of the helpless.
You can shout slogans of assurances and assistances,
And does it always turn out to be useless?
You don’t care what becomes of the poor the way you care what becomes of your child,
Because your child borne sufferings of your misleading while the poor,
Of destiny.
A leader? A survivor? A fighter?
Are you the one in question?
Brace yourselves, its time.