Betrayal Of Stewardship ,

Trust we held, like fragile glass, is shattered,

Your stewardship, just a vestige of its might,

From your house oversight is scattered,

No longer shines with truth's celestial light.

Your arbiters bend, to your designs they lean,

And their self-rule, as like a phantom, flown,

Damn, justice is yearned, but only power is seen,

The humble plea unheard, the minority's groan.

Your censors clamp, on tongue and pen they fall,

A tragic theft of freedom's precious breath,

Our very thoughts, imprisoned in your thrall,

Our days made heavy, burdened unto death.

To distant lands, you do your falsehoods weave,

Your dark intrigues, the world can't quite perceive.

Poet Affaq

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