Indian Tears
The volatile pressures of polity and justice
Concoct to affect the sentimental trauma.
Human goodness stoop to inhuman gestures.
Motivation and health planets try to orbit
The mental debris yet to be cleared What are they playing with?- Mind? Money?
The surrealist world paints a picture
Of destitute Hope breathing for fresh air.
'Of God and Men' can be titles of books
By writers awake and aware to humiliation
and injustice that berate the religious scripts.
Love has taken a back seat for the first time
Loving one for general welfare is selfless
And it needs sacrifice that starve selfish motives.
They say and do what ought not have been done--
Dress yourself otherwise to placate generosity.
Why do you say they will tolerate for justice?
Young minds stare at the dark magazine
That speaks of rain… and thunders instead
Global climate bedeck their future sojourn
And they are left to analyse; is this going to lead
To the onslaughts the Mayan Calendar promise?
They wonder, has the countdown for the end started?
There is answer; Yes and No -----
For the misguided mind can’t think beyond reason
And reason solicit corruption and detrimental values.
There is one to bedeck Yes with courage and compassion
One that has tasted truth and salted value with perseverance
To that noble one I ask, would you please show the way?
Concoct to affect the sentimental trauma.
Human goodness stoop to inhuman gestures.
Motivation and health planets try to orbit
The mental debris yet to be cleared What are they playing with?- Mind? Money?
The surrealist world paints a picture
Of destitute Hope breathing for fresh air.
'Of God and Men' can be titles of books
By writers awake and aware to humiliation
and injustice that berate the religious scripts.
Love has taken a back seat for the first time
Loving one for general welfare is selfless
And it needs sacrifice that starve selfish motives.
They say and do what ought not have been done--
Dress yourself otherwise to placate generosity.
Why do you say they will tolerate for justice?
Young minds stare at the dark magazine
That speaks of rain… and thunders instead
Global climate bedeck their future sojourn
And they are left to analyse; is this going to lead
To the onslaughts the Mayan Calendar promise?
They wonder, has the countdown for the end started?
There is answer; Yes and No -----
For the misguided mind can’t think beyond reason
And reason solicit corruption and detrimental values.
There is one to bedeck Yes with courage and compassion
One that has tasted truth and salted value with perseverance
To that noble one I ask, would you please show the way?
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