Wednesday, February 12, 2014

11. How Dare

This violent redness has left many business unkempt
Too many that it had become uncountable by attempt
Across the solitary thought can only stare
With one question only--
How dare?

Too plagued are we with cowardliness
Or too barren are they with shamelessness?
We ceased to care
even with the siren's loud blare.
How dare?

Every round of debate we cast them.
Spiteful adjectives and immoral ransom.
hateful glances, killing stances, cynical stanzas.
How much longer are we architecting these egotistical plazas?
Firmly upon our pride will they ensnare.
How dare?

With every index and thumb pointed out there
Along with the shriek of 'How dare!'
There's always three pointing back in here.
Whilst we're too blind too see-- the devils on our back; they gleefully sneer.

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