from layer to layer
beneath the corrupt hawk lies
like there’s no tomorrow.
injustice to the poor
the pretentious snake looking for prey
the strong are growing frail
insecurity reigning, smiles fading.
the ways of the careless jug head
stand firm, wail until you are heard.
write, until the books are full
knock, until the doors are open.
Peace be recovered
Follow the path to a great nation.
The post is in response to the daily prompt. Frail.