The People's Advocate Poem by AUTHOR KELLY JUUZ

The people's Advocate









Here, again, I sit with darkness,
Old friend of mine from grave
I've a talk to talk about!
Your ears, is all, I love now,
Those insects, gulled us again,
Those ones, the leaders,
In various positions...

Freedom is hawking behind...
Unity toured unreturned,
Peace pained into pieces
And love lodges but lifeless!
Victims of this leadership...
In tears and lack, we all joy,
Oh, we have leaders of weepers.

Please, old friend, hear me,
In edgy dreams I trek alone,
Like one, who's exiled...
They're like hives of bees,
Upon the the living souls
Who strive strong in all streets
Just to survive, just to survive.

Hear them! Millions or more,
Talking loudly but voiceless,
Hearing sounds but deaf-mute!
Yet, everyone seems fine but...
No one, ready to daringly dare the deer
Helplessness has hedgehogs around us;
To die! is to most of us, freedom.

Dear, darkness of peace,
Unless this world is your doom
Then, fight not, but if be...
Kill their powers, let in peace!
Rip off their tents n' foot trails
Love n' unity, shall brew us again;
To be citizens, will be no pain but gain.









©Author Kelly JUUZ
(A salient prolific author...)
07/09/2018
01: 10AM