Quotes and Poetry on thewritingsonthewall

Dangerous fool

The most dangerous fool is one with a title
Unfortunately for the rest, it's often vital
Born to the throne or ascension by will
Something so cold can unflinchingly kill
Pretend to feel for a public moment or two
Dancing to the bank when out of view
Moral compass that points due South
Wicked minds and silver tongues
Blatantly lying without a doubt
Breathing mistrust through their lungs
Sacred leaders appeasing something base
The gutter within, the followers that chase
If this sounds familiar, too close to home
Purely coincidence, nationalists here roam
My country is my people, not just a map
This is for those voices you have trapped
Those institutes that are, now just your tool
We gave him a title, our dangerous fool...
©abhayrao

A hundred sins

If I could leave a mark and not a scar
If I could spot all the danger from afar
Build a world within each bubble
Some place safe bereft of trouble
Where one is free to be who they are
Flawed, misunderstood, beauty without par
Where flowers bloom in undaunted delight
Within the darkness one finds the light
Protest leading to progress not jail
Dissent to distinction, by accepting blame
Justice delivered with a heart and soul
Something supreme we might truly behold
Sunset shades can't hide all the dark
Graveyards in the streets and river embark
Callous hearts, iron fists, power in control
Abstract democracy, dictators new role
Ego and devotion the leading causes of blindness
Truth and facts are heresy not kindness
Leaders who promote no violence and hate
Who don't quake in their boots over healthy debate
Who don't fear children standing on the street
Whose beliefs don't crumble with each new tweet
Thick skin and sentiments so fragile
This better world might take a while
Celebrating failure and all the false wins
Step into the limelight, it's been a 100 sins
Thresholds which even God's can't forgive
The nightmare ignored we still have to live...
©abhayrao