It’s October again, another leaf has fallen,
A season of rebirth, of rejuvenation,
And a prerequisite for growth.
But over here, has anything really changed?
October blesses the earth with a new cycle of growth
But where I’m from,
all we get is a vicious cycle of insanity.
To our heroes past,
October was to serve as a symbol of hope and a pledge to greater heights,
But how do we remind their pot bellied descendants ,still hungry for power that it no longer stands for hope, but despair?
Shall we summon their forefathers to gore,
for their labour not to be in vain?
Or shall we all flee, while our nation rots,
To later tell tales of a Nation that once was.