The Messiah

The Messiah

A Poem by Hari

gain gain,nothing u will gain
smitten by her glamour
vain vain,they all try in vain
never will they hunger
ull see...
some search for love, some search for life 
finding things theyll never find
ull always get power and someday u may even learn 
power isnt everything power may b fun
its always either u or me
choice isnt bought choice is free
the pain it always gets to me
am wide awake still i feel asleep
democrazy is burning down
hypocracy is over now
the lives r sacrificed as bait
while the demons open their gates
u cant believe u can only trust
ur eyes betray u ur will is lost
the crisis deepens as the plot thickens
wars are fought but none r won
victory misery treachery sin 
after everyting is done we begin.

© 2014 Hari


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Hari
Hari

Mumbai, Maharashtra, India



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