A Messiah

In a land of racial bias,

In a place of economic malaise,

In a sequence of  physical violence,

In a circumstance of mental disgrace,

Where the world is in turmoil,

While the nations remain unbalanced,

Where the universe is in  a grip of turbulence,

While the countries slip into a devastation,

As the people target each other,

Creating a pandemonium of ill will,

As the men delve deep into animosities,

Opening  the box of Pandora,

Letting out  a swarm of bees,

Bustling with  chagrin and vengeance,

Buzzing in a shrill crackling  intensity,

Spreading distress and fear,

Implanting desire and greed,

Implicating evil and misery,

As they involve  in a manipulation,

Of cruelty and atrocity,

Evolving a disarming scenario.

An expectation   of resurrection,

From the bondage of  satanic  hold,

Keeps the troubled soil,

In a note of consolation,

Lifting the head towards the sky,

Focusing the eyes on the glide,

Expressing a sombre serenity,,

Espying the gradual descent ,

Of the redeeming Messiah.

Will he save the mass?

Will he discharge justice class?

Will he  deliver peace  fast?

Will he ? Will he?

Cries the grieving heart,

Wishing a transcendence  straight.