People understood their mistakes now.
The believer became an utter fool -
The mask of anarchy, made them bow.
Their own flimsy brain created a foe,
that was foolishly born out of curse.
Woes fell like vanishing flakes of snow,
while it emptied common man's purse.
The toll of bells, did you not hear?
You're amidst pack of wild hogs!
You are mum while they draw near,
sans the loyalty of friendly dogs.
'The wrongs' peak like the waves high,
while the corrupt move on ahead.
The winds of change can surely defy,
only when wise eyes carefully tread.
Prasenjit©2022
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