In the final reckoning all are traitors
To their chosen cause
It’s hard being like those haters
Their ideals and humanity false
They follow like lambs, lost they are
Need a helping hand
To guide them and tell them who they are
To make their lives less bland
A cause is a powerful thing
They think that’s what they need
Maybe notice-ability this will bring
And their insecurity they hope to feed
But they the fool that follows so
Anyone they believe
They would do as they’re told
Lie, steal and thief
It never ceases to amaze
The weakness of us all
Those that smile at the blaze
Whilst others burn and fall
The recent riots have shocked us most
But others smile and laugh
They still fight for past ghosts
And to them they raise their glass
But sad eyes follow them close
Tears and hearts do fall
The wicked and innocent continue to roast
For a false and empty call
If everyone just stood back
And said enough, no more
Then the powerful would lack
The control and the law
Terrorists, freedom fighters
Will have their day, as well
As governments and dictators
For it will be the people’s tale
The final reckoning will come
So soon, a surprise it will be
Then watch those cowards run
Whilst the rest can live in peace
reading-stars
Dec 9, 2011
They don’t see what they are doing … or they do but care only to put their opinions first – the right will be right and the week always be wronged. C’est la vie always it seems. My mood is bleek … your writing is strong. Well said.
Darren Greenidge
Dec 10, 2011
Bless you. Thank you for that. Had a day off writing yesterday, so I’m back today maybe.