Virtue | Curse

You are a friend of a friend
from whom you got all your tales
You are the poet who makes the final call,
who nods when the words prevail

You’ve been a gambler
tossing the dice on the unfair ground
You who took your chances with the hookers
in their own open playground

You are a virtue as you
Might be a curse
You are a virtue as you
Might a curse

You are an old army soldier
fighting wars that are not yours
You who shaken & trembled in trenches
Under enemy’s fire

You are a Masai warrior
hoping for peace
But you never achieved bliss,
not without your wife’s kiss

You are a virtue as you
Might be a curse
You are a virtue as you
Might a curse

You follow orders from your leaders
never wondering for an explanation
But all those actions may bring down
all your beloved nations

You are a king who swears to protect
all your people
Beheading and burning all those who have
different beliefs

You are a virtue as you
Might be a curse
You are a virtue as you
Might a curse

You are a sinner heading to the local church
to repent
The God’s words appear as a vision of you
living in a convent

You are a living saint who committed perjury
but history couldn’t find out
You kept all your lies hidden until
your death meant canonization

You are a virtue as you
Might be a curse
You are a virtue as you
Might a curse