BLINDFOLDS

Open eyes still don't seek the truth,
All because of that blindfold which needs to be pulled.
The cloth of 'it's fine' on the eyes,
The screams of the innocent left far behind.

Humans or wolves, there is no difference;
Truth or lies, there is no proper reference.
Not portraying the fake but the true side hence,
Wish people could see themselves in a reflective lens.

The wings of freedom which they cut down,
what security? when we are not safe and sound.
Where no justice for the innocent is found
Which care and love with are they bound?

Where colours of rainbow hide behind the blacks,
there is a lot that the society lacks.
'Fakeness' they say, in that lipstick and Mac,
The minds of people have lost the track.

The dreams which are chocked to death, are the stories that are never said.

One mistake, to thousand causes it led,
The question of concern and how they are fed.

Bleeding tears on that pale face,
Slow down you are not in a race
It will take time to start from the base, but trust me this is the matter we can face.