warring factions

As this era unfolds

Democracy is blown into tatters

Led by a subtle crime

Tucked under political nothingness

Rallying for a dictatorial readiness

Scraped skins of the common man

And the tired nerves give way eventually

Ideas of the super human

Yet a work of cowards

Mingling with the sold out souls

Different ideologies, different strategies

That bulges into a lost prospect

Filth of the streets brought home

Swollen minds and shrunk hearts

As this victory becomes the first big loss