I just want to be Right
That’s my only desire
Is it too utopian a sight?
Or are we the puppets of Satan?
I only want to be Just
Sans the ridicule of being gullible
Sad, the fetters of crime and lust
Or are we the captives of devil?
I want not to be Rude
Amidst the flares of angst
And emotions so crude
Or are we the paragons of anger?
I want to be Fearless
With other lives threaded to mine
Is it leisurely to have a spine?
Or are we the fabricators of excuses?
I want to be just Me
Alas! The imperfections the infirmity
The masks of vanity
The cause of keeping the threads entire
The hoards of multiple and fake attire
How can I be just me
And tread the path of ol’ good morality
When my world and its threads
Pull me to the bound infinity
Where rule greed and deception spree
Tell me, how can I forget my frailty
And just be Me..
