Ballots and Bayonets

Ballots and Bayonets

Votes cast in shadows,
guns hidden behind promises,
campaigns bleed in slogans,
while the masses fall silent,
collateral in a war
nobody wanted to fight.

Ballots and bayonets clash,
words become weapons,
power’s the prize—
and we’re the damage done.
Frontlines drawn in ink and blood,
no safe ground for anyone.

This isn’t democracy—
it’s a battlefield masked in civility.

Promises parade like soldiers,
marching to empty drums,
they claim the victory—
while we’re left counting scars.

Ballots and bayonets clash,
words become weapons,
power’s the prize—
and we’re the damage done.
Frontlines drawn in ink and blood,
no safe ground for anyone.

Ballots and bayonets clash,
words become weapons,
power’s the prize—
and we’re the damage done.
Frontlines drawn in ink and blood,
no safe ground for anyone.



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