Added Claptrap To Democracy



Added Claptrap To Democracy
Written by Putera Muhamad Ashraf
I’m a rebellious scum, condemning status quos;
But I submit myself to trends and vogues.
I’m an individual soul, worth my weight in gold;
But I depend on others to be my core.

Added claptrap to democracy;
Justice cries, lost in time.
Added claptrap to democracy;
The guitar, it weeps, to what it sees.

I’m a feminist in fight for women’s rights;
I enlighten the world with the faults of men.
I believe in equality, rights for all;
I poison the speakers with doublespeak.

Added claptrap to democracy;
Empathy is drained by wires and drives.
Added claptrap to democracy;
Freedom of cruelty rises above the speech.

I’m an activist child, protesting rights;
By following the herd who shouts the most.
I’m an anarchist at heart, want to change the world;
By causing riots and hurling bombs.

Added claptrap to democracy;
Definitions lost among the seams.
Added claptrap to democracy;
The tyrant’s voice reigns supreme.

Written by
Putera Muhamad Ashraf

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