Freedom Bells Ring Poem by John Sensele

Freedom Bells Ring

Rating: 5.0


Babylon bandwagon sucks
Poverty pounds the proletariat
Bundles of blues on broken backs
Indifference immerses the secretariat.

Babylon bandwagon strangles
The poor meals can't afford
The affluent extravagance dangles
Reeking of caviar, desert and discord.

Babylon bandwagon in decline
No matter how much ruse tyrants choose to use
Anger climbing the steep injustice incline
Forces of fairness and freedom fuse.

Babylon bandwagon bends laws of natural justice
Bruising voices of protest
Binding children, the aged, the voiceless in chains of injustice
The poor, the youth, the weary detest and contest.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kingsley Egbukole 24 November 2019

The poor May be oppressed and suppressed for long but one day, the oppressed will rise and take back what belongs to them. Nice one..10+

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John Sensele

John Sensele

Ndola, Zambia
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