Propaganda

I am the voice that speaks on Your behalf,
The eyes that see for You.
I am the choice you think you have, I laugh,
I find deceiving you:

Is a simple task, just 'think',
Ironically, you're taught not to,
I thrive in ignorance in sync:
With patriotic nationalists,
True victims of my ink.

I orchestrate a melody,
You sing the chorus, well.
Your sons are sent and death they meet;
...I Don't Fight For The Wars In Which They Fell.

Now, I, the writer,
The enemy,
Of propagated hate,
Realise,
With hearing eyes,
Profit generates from hate;

Keeps us from becoming we,
I lust for global reach,
Wish I could clutch on global peace,
And spread my love on every street.

I am not blind.
I will not hate.
I will not fall,
For the tricks you create.

I may not make a difference.
I may never see the day,
We value our insignificance,
A Global Family I crave.

Subah Sadiq Khan