Corruptors

You, the politicians 

Feed the families, at ease 

Lavishment on the 12 seated dining row

Silver 

Golden blade 

Like an arrow

Heart wasn't there to consume sanity

Abusive

Indecisive

Evil wasn't tampered by kindness

Soul of demon

You eat it all 

Along with the shame and abomination

Against honor 

Against humanity

You corrupt till the graveyard. 

Retiring Old Folks ( of course we talk about greedy old politicians) !!!

Torch Holder

Even though you are losing the battle

You still win my heart 

Soul is given, unconditionally

For humanity seek no victories over the unworthy war

Against the weak toppled the crippled

For your compassion is always greater than bullets.

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Today

At the moment, I called it today

I am dreaming of someday,

We are freed from malady,

Catching up the melody,

To sky high we fly,

Reaching the-state-of-art, undoubtedly

We try.

Malaya Roses © 2013