The suffocation encompasses round about
The innocent life within.
No rainbows,
No happiness,
No joy,
Nor reward
Is in attendance with this autocracy;
But rather subjugation, sorrow and helplessness.
The grasps of the Dictators are mechanical—firm and controlled;
Hopefulness slips from the grasps of the blameless.
The dictators' intentions, in attitude of ignorance toward the agency of the now powerless,
Leaves one party satisfied;
The second, and inferior, immobilized.
The Tyrants’ Policies (notably egocentric)
Divert the path of the good intention,
Leading, instead, to failure and dissatisfaction.
In the asphyxiated darkness,
The Helpless’s realisation illuminates.
The cause of the unsuccessful cycle has been identified.
But still; this means naught—
For the Voiceless’s findings are but insignificant
In the eyes of the deaf and blind Dictators.
The predicament is left unsolved.
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