Worshippers of power and authority

a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

Worshiper of power and authority
Are crushing me by and by
They can only hear their master
They can’t hear me as I cry

Their smile are regulated
As their master demands
They know how to dance
Just as master’s commands

Puppets are crushing me down
With all their might
Using sharpest weapon off sarcasm
Sarcasm that I cannot fight

They cut me deep with words
They cut me deep with tones
Using sharpest weapons
That world has ever known

They have got a decree to oppress
From their master’s hand
I am crushed at random
As the puppet demands

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