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Bashar is Free

August 21, 2007 · 12 Comments

Bashar is free
Or is he!

The country is detained
Stripped naked of its rights
All are hostages
Crumbled in fear

Fear for the future
Fear for our kids
Or even our older kin
Fear for our destiny

Under the ultraviolet lights
The bats are swaying
In the pitch of the darkened nights
Set and ready for the green light

The Grim Reaper is waiting
Scythe in hand
While the country is celebrating
Bashar is free

Who’s next
To pay the debts!
When will it be my turn!
When will it be yours!

It’s all just a matter of time
And time has mercy on no one

Will this nightmare ever
Be over
I wonder

Categories: Bits & Pieces · General Poetry · Politics

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