For this?

Some general lines on the political situation of my country.

Why? How? All of this??
Justify

The cacophony rises
Increasing
As if in tempo
The crescendo;
Not of music
But voices

Questioning
The leader in red
The general in green
The minister, with his
daura suruwal and cap on

The price of lives?
Thousands
Thrown into the pyre
Of dreams and change
Revolution
Some agreed, fully joyous
For others
Thrust upon

Either way,
Voices lots
and
Voices lost

A safe landing, agreed upon
The ones with the cap huddle down
Faces change, seems to be the same devils around
Demands change, people hit the crowds
Differing dreams, shattering lives
What has it come to?

All of this,
Has not come to naught
But
The pie has yet to come
Legitimate shares and years of toil
Oppression and change
Justice and Freedom
heavy words

live and let live, say some
but on what to live?
Two square meals hard to come by
For us to live, you have to let live
Confusion, Obligations and personal choices
Differing people, differing voices

What next? Nobody knows
Status quo?? Why the lives?
Justify
Questions start
The men huddle together
Red becomes green with the cap on
Merged into one, they carry on

Questions left
No one left to answer though
the ones at the helm
have had the change
No need now, for them to push on
Except for their own needs

Thousands, blood spilt
All over our hills
For what?? For this?
Words are less to express
The anguish
Of a future
where more lives seem to be going
to the pyre
For what?
For this???