Even Though

There are knives in the backs of all my friends,
I also see them in the backs of complete strangers,
All in the name of meeting ends,
We are all tossed into deceitful dangers.

Even though open eyes would have solved the problem.

Watch the queues increase by day,
Watch the strikes multiply in futility,
Watch the suicides’ dismay,
Watch people lose faith in government and divinity.

Even though such faith was always blind.

Pockets are picked in the name of the common good,
Yet such an interest would have been the prevention,
Denial blinded thoughts of could or would,
Now salvation is beyond divine intervention.

Even though that was never really possible.

Greed caused the underhands to swipe,
And everyone has been robbed of a future now based on chance,
Every report is met with a snipe,
And people spend days talking of a move to America or France.

Even though everywhere is the same.

You say you are trying to right the wrongs,
Yet you are just fixing a broken system with blunted tools,
Battering at the heads of the country’s throngs,
Taking each and everyone of them for fools.

Even though they know exactly what you have done.

Messages of unity flood from all outlets,
‘Together these times can be overcome,
There has been a cancellation of all bets’,
Yet we know these promises are false, we are done.

Even though the Tiger was a myth from the beginning.