What lies
Will they tell us
Next?
That all is fixed
And nothing's
Vexed?
I know its Halloween
And Monsters
Roam and Stream
But monstrous lies
Play no place
Where Democracy
Should screen,
And truth should
Bravely face
All low esteem.
People are not idiots
Waiting for non existing
Magic, to take place,
To make all mishaps
Gently disappear
As if lying and losing
Face,
Where not already
Enough of a disgrace!
But monstrous lies Play no place Where Democracy Should screen, And truth should Bravely face All low esteem.
part1 The language of this poem expresses what is inside us, exposing corruption and the lies of politicians, myths that not have root in reality, cheaters, who hunt in the dark.
part2 This universal and brilliant poetry is a revolution against falsehood and the state of our dilapidated and sick world, thanks for this strong and excellent theme and idea! with 5 stars of course
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, the insecurity is the real monster Bravo!