Wasted Alligance Poem by princess irene Namajja

In the battle of titans
All gets bruised if not creased,
Scattered and ruined.
Hearts in waste endure
Awaiting an alluring alien
To whisper courage and affection not the echo of guns
When the charismatic trash their State Pledge of Allegiance
And contrast the devote of their constituencies
They begin to chase after stray blood which races across sweeping and veiled lanes
They snare at smudged and sinister jumbles of endless corpses of their electorates yet still stroll by
And the toughies in partisan hostilities persist;
Deprived of every aptitude and anticipation for amendment
Vanished in that old cry on sacrificial supremacy daises
Devoid of control and bereft of existence itself