“ A Perfidious Ruse ” ~ waiting for peace ~

I wait for peace

Despite discord,

Eager to reach

Warless afford,

A pact to cease

The overboard,

Of man’s fixate

In a greed state,

While anxious

In fear I await,

The price to pay

For callous ear,

Ignored of way

To render clear,

We left behind

Chances galore,

Of unused time

To amend score,

Waiting for peace

To accentuate life,

In lieu of wanton abuse

And man’s warring rife,

He plays peace as a perfidious ruse!

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“ A Hyphenated World ” ~ holds fitting guise ~

‘Tis a fitting guise
This hyphenated world,
Of hyphenated people
Barely joined together,
By shortest of lines
Save desperate times,
If but to stay alive
Until next apprise,
Holds indefinite man
That we may not survive,
Yet when discord subsides
Thus wanting to encage
He’ll once more fractionize,
By manipulating wage…

In a language to divide
That largely means create
A hyphenated bide,
For a trusting populace
Heedless of words unwise,
Hence fixed to engage
By a language brigade,
Who finds spread confusion
Among the lesser wise,
Hence maximized demand
To maintain the disguise,
Of a hyphenated man
Who powers world divides!

“under the guise of friendship,
he betrayed them”