Gods be with you

Dismay,
Creeping deep in bones,
Vampires tearing up,
The adolescence of today,
Yet to embark,
Still to grasp,
The deceit of the nation,
How and when,
Why and what for?

They and their tribes,
Besieged in barbed nooses,
Resilient to resistant,
Scared yet gallant,
Severed yet strong.

In the distant future,
Someday, you will be
Spirited like a falcon,
Flying free in high skies,
Until then,
Be your own protector,
May the gods be with you.

Poetry Slam: 
This poem is about: 
My country

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