Saturday, December 20, 2014

when majority becomes a bully

The open field
A place for every one
Under the sun under the moon
Light up by the stars

The guitar of chords
Every scale and strum patterns
The likes can be shared
There is no limit to its kind

The trees of shades
Lending a helping hand
Protecting the area
The harmful effects

When the majority becomes a bully
The open field becomes a shouting match
The peace and harmony in sharing
It has gone out of the window of our minds

Now we have our suspicious minds
When religion becomes a pawn in a political game
The open field has become a mind battle
The strumming patterns still flow the melody

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