Sunday, 30 April 2017

Blind Perspective

We can afford to buy food
But can't spare time to eat

Pace of life has increased twofold
But the grip on our lives, is no more

Be it work or home
Someone​ else is calling the shots

No more chained hands
As slavery is embraced​ with open arms

Peace of mind now Once upon a time
Stress and Frustration it is, all the time

The higher we go,
Severe will be the fall

Blinded by a fictitious tomorrow
Today is burning in lot

Nature's cries are going unheard
While People's death is statistically categorised

Only They are precious, while other are just head count
And if you even touch They,
They have the right to burn you down

Where is everything heading
Not a soul is concerned anymore around

Just because the neighbor is doing
We assume it's our birth right to follow suit



-SR.

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