the days and nights
are worn away
to endure bitterly provoked despair
with fear from darkened
nights
one more wound is to bleed
tearfully,
your invincible reluctance
wins all the wars by unfairness
this was a last deal by standing
on lies
celebrating concern of joined conspiracy
with failure of temperaments of outrage
willing to pay the price
of outward gratification
and shouting loudest slogans
to impose their will
suffered demise of courage
and morals in dismay.
Rafique Farooqi
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/misadventures/
