Give them a chance. Those ill-fated words still ring in my ears. How sudden and in mighty desperation, people voted the criminals to rule. Rule and prove they are better than their predecessors. Rule and prove their image was falsely maligned since ages. Rule and prove when Gods can’t set the house in order, devils take over.

We thought we did a wrong thing for the right reason, and rightful peace shall prevail. It did but at what price. Fear of cops had fizzled out, but fear of each other grew strong. Dread of law faded away, but dread of society grew stronger. Chains holding ethics together snapped, and every cell of our nightmare came alive. 

                     Goons were on the street like before, but this time they had unstinted backing, an unstinted drive to wreck. Politicians were preaching same as before, but this time what nasty they preached, they walked it gladly. Scientists were making panaceas, as they did, but now it was made to sustain the unhuman frankensteins, which kill by instinct not by our reason. Literates were infusing sense in mankind, but this time sense meant nonsensical, blow-your-neighborhood spotlights. What people hid in their erstwhile lives now came out in a mangled parade of slime…

Those, who voted perhaps thinking for a good change, were now living with people who did the same but for an ugly run of madness. Same deed, different motives, brought conflicting emotions of bliss and grief, and so the society was again divided in twain, but each class was united in its adversity.

              Two havens were laid out with one colossal barricade dividing them and two strategies to survive-defense and offence. Defense was the weapon of meek, who thought fending off costs less life and lolly while ensuring rickety peace, which was still peace. Offence was the armament of the robust, which cared less for lives or lolly but supreme rule of their league.

             It can be said with vengeance if meek had not been meek, but offensive, world could have emerged again in its first heavenly washings. But despair even the thought of it, meek can’t and don’t deserve the right to rule and prove what they show out rightly. It was time for a change.