IT HAS BEEN A LONG WAIT

Do you see? They don’t love you or care They have desires to quench Heads full of hate So their bellies are filled with filth Mixed with blood from your veins Their actions are starting to unravel What you have, what they crave Apart from looting your body and soul Nothing can soothe their wretched life Forever in misery, forever unhappy Burning innocent flesh to hide ugly scars They don’t love you or care The mask underneath has a thousand cuts Made by struggles of young blood Which they drank without lament Hideous faces plastered into wealth So the world would not see their leaking pus You could never live in peace before or after Your death is not what they want Temptations of the flesh, greed in heart Vicissitudes of time will definitely show Be gone Oh, martyr from this world This justice is not what you want A time will come for you although When you’d be the one in charge You will decide which mask to burn Which face to slash, which heart should fall What flesh to cut, which hands to maim Which eyes to gouge, whose legs to scrape You will never love them nor will you care Humiliate the law, fake justice and force Slice their heads, let them try stitching back Never can they undo what has been done Never will they be sorry or pledge to change Never will you see them plead out of guilt So don’t feel bad Just do what you want As now you have the power You have the right scales Judge them, don’t blink or think We have long since laid low in wait. ADEELA HAMEED