The tide against what one used to call 'unbwogable' is growing by the day.
The coilership is on trial,
I am no longer the baptized General
Me have a new name,
a rumour monger.
To the compact majority that comprises of fools okayed this perhaps for me to pay for my ***** sins
Indeed spirits not to blame.

Hatred has been borne
In my heart love has evaporated,
Will be lying if I don't speak my filthy mind.
Rapport died two years after its birth,
Paves way and now the birth of Hatred.
Shall sink alone in this not even the so called bad spirits are to blame.
I blame my  naive heart.
Which has always been swayed easily.
Hurt like never before.