No, you can’t be HIM
With the Imposed respect,
Forced honour—
The pompous play,
and self-pleasing gestures.
Your self celebration,
The fake valour
You, the self proclaimed heroes!
You are no beau ideal
But your action reveals
your vulnerability
No you can’t be any near to HIM.
Remember this, you are … what we are.
With just an added opportunity
That was not availed to us.
You are the opportunistic butcher
Snatching and slaughtering
Peoples fair luck and their travail.
