It’s not fair
those were the words
that flew from my mouth
as i pant down the allen
i thought their was a law
to appreciate the right
and reprove all wrongs;
i was wrong.
The world we live in
is preferencially unfair!
I’m never commended for a good work
but it’s mouth perk up
at the light of my slightest mistake
it spaz me with words
that dampens my spirit
it torments of like
i never did anything right
it doesnt appreciate my value
it doesnt see my worth
it treats me like a trash can
believing no treasure lay in me,
yet it covers up it tracks
with words like ‘discipline’
it says it will bend me to it’s will
and forge me like a hard metal
it knows i am different
but never paused to reason why
it says i must continue the tradition
but forgeting that civillization is here
it says i’m not strong, but
it underates the pen
it says i’m dumb, but
neglects the wisdom in silence
it says i’m a dork, but
diminishes the importance of science.
It says i must walk it ways
but i know i’ve found mine.
I’m a better version of the oldies
it never realizes that,
but i think you’ll agree
that i follow my hearth
it says i must prove myself
by following the crowd
and opt the easy way out
it lays hurdles
so i can hug cockiness
it gives me hard choices
so i can display shallowness
it kills me softly
by giving corruption veto power
and uplifting the haphazard
it tricks me with mind play
and uneasy guilt
but i have learnt a lesson
that it’s frown is better
than it’s supposed smile
those who are enjoying now
will have their mouth agape
when the worlds shakes for a change
and the rotten ones return to the bottom
-their rightfull place from the start
and the revolutionist of old
occupy their deserted throne
the world will now again prove
that it’s not fair
it never was,
and never will be
but only the fighters
can really reach the summit of victory.
Source: PoemHunter Poetry Series, 2013.