A LIFELESS LIFE
I hoped it was a dream
unrealizable
Poverty is the mother
of evil perpetration
The evil perpetrators
are not in the world for evil
Circumstances forced some
to the stage of perpetration
Life challenges forcing
many to the death zone
Where lays the hope of
the weak?
Where lays the faith of
the believers?
Where lays the future
of the planners?
Where lays the home of
the discomforts?
The young are getting
old
The old are driven to
the grave by the life demand
The time isn’t
reversible still un-avoidable
No better mean for the
less privileged to sustain
Still sustenance, a
subject of necessity
Life is lifeless when
you live in abject poverty
Our society is filled
with deceits
Our homes are in
disarray of artificial afflictions
Our land are being
occupied by the un -just
Justice lives only in
the grave
Oh, dearest future, any
mean for survival?
Oh, the time, when
would you turn us round for good?
Oh the stage, when will
you set for us?
Oh the fortunes, where
lays thy true face?
Still, we shall get it
done.
Still we shall come out
of it.
Still we shall wear the
crown.
Still we shall get
there soon.
The time begun now…!
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