There shall come an hour
In which bribes will not yield power
Money, guns, and drugs will be less
Of political strategy
When the masses rise to self-realization
Abortion
Shall always be an abomination
Even though the normative is
Anathema to modern man
Bound in illusions and lies
There shall come an hour
When the teachings of the Holy Book
Will remain through the powers of water
In the hearts of the faithful and steadfast
To fool those satisfied for far less
@1 January 2023
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The modern world can be ruthless at times. Everything is too politicised and everyone has a pragmatic approach. But no matter how much the mankind has advanced, religion and spirituality have a place nothing can overtake.