It is the season of making a choice,
nothing is really making sense in this noise,
Fake acts of innocence are being displayed,
and endless promises are being made,
Promise of food, shelter and health,
promise of peace, security and wealth,
reminds me of the previous season,
reminds me of the acts still unaccounted for treason,
all these words they say sound so used,
trust of people repeatedly bruised,
the candidates strip themselves of any truth,
their biggest target is the naive youth,
their words are dripping with duplicity,
their hearts and minds are filled with barbarity,
Now I am supposed to choose,
my mind is confused due to different news,
The old ones have been tried,
due to their acts even the sky cried,
But the new ones bring no true assurance,
what if they wreck us even more during their occurrence?
This crossroad results in three situations,
this season irreversibly divides the nations,
Some take the risk of situation and choose the new,
Old ones get chosen again from where such people are few,
Some stay hidden and do not make a choice at all,
they are afraid of the blame and such cowards are the worst of all.
-Sorry for annoying double update😂 But yesterday i.e 14 August it was my country's independence day and well we had reallyyyyy dramatic elections AND I CASTED MY FIRST EVER VOTE. Well My father challenged me to write on this. Idk I kinda like it😂
Ps, MAKE A CHOICE. EVEN IF ITS A WRONG ONE BUT V. O. T. E.
Anyway, Comment and Voteeee ✨
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