There are no heroes in the history books,
Because not everything is as it looks.
No one, not even your false idols are unscared,
Contrary to what popular opinion cared,
Names immortalised, never to be knocked off the pedestal,
From humans to gods, from gods to a false idol,
One man’s god is another’s devil
Swearing to end all strife, wars and evil,
But who decides what’s wrong and what’s right,
You, who believes that right is might?
Because there is difference between right and religion,
Cleansing isn’t always the solution,
And the likes of you could never know true pain,
Scowling at a fresh winter morning, just after the rain,
Between faith and felony; oh, there is a difference,
And you will tell this tale in a tavern, ages and ages hence,
That you were a false idol, broken and alone,
But the revolution against you had massively grown,
Now, the “heroes” are torn from the history books,
Because everything is finally as it looks.
ANVI TUTEJA
-with you till the end of the line, pal-
Thoughts Caught 