WHERE CHANGE IS POSSIBLE

All rustic and rotten rules,

Vile and vitiated,

Through span, scale of time,

Have lost their value and effect;

Irrelevant and irrespective,

In today’s term, tide;

Designed in disastrous, tumultuous time,      

By the monarchs,

For their own goodness and greatness;

Crippling the right of living,

Of millions men, of earth;

Discriminatory and demoniac,

To privilege a few,

Adorning with all authority and autonomy,

And potential pride and prestige;

Not this much, only,

Their supercilious standard,

Made virtuous, and non viable,

As endorsed by,

The super spirituality, and divine deities; 

In such a way,

They enjoy and live,

Specialized, and superbly endowed,

Positions and powers,

In the eyes of others,

The men, no different than him;

In physique and physiology;

So gullibly, rudely and ruthlessly,

Dried and deadened,

The ease and essence of humanity;

The heart burst, and the mind blast,

On such abominable idea,

How the minstrels and monsters,

Glorify so highly,

Talk so nonsensically,

Dividing system to sub human standard;

Where hunger and thirst,

Resides apart and afar,

Scornfully denied and defied,

A bit regard, and shit reverence;

So subjugated and subjected,

To strained servility and slavery,

Deprived and devoid of,

All humane and humanitarian,

Life living situations and circumstances;

Thrown so insanely, indignantly and indifferently,

Into severe incessant and eternal,

Web of destitute and indignity;

By pastors and priests,

Who so, shamelessly and shrewdly,

Jester and justify,

As the voice of the supreme god,

Inviolable and unbreakable,

Command of the great dear deities;

The man made texts and textures,

May be voluptuous, and defective,

Is challengeable and changeable,

Annihilating the rotten structure,

Ashaming human race,

May be replaced and redesigned,

Something with,

Restores and revives,

The spirit of ample space,

To each individual, and his individuality;

To flourish freely,

With equal equilibrium and liberty,

Saluting the man of his manhood;

With sanguine and sombrous,

Thinking and theology,

We all must revere and pursue,

The paths,

Where change is possible.