The Terrain
The Sky
And The Sea
Just a witness
To the passing Sun
And we unlike them
Are but a greedy creed
Of human races
After that
Who knows?
How fate turns
From which corner
Who would attack?
Who would exploit?
And leave your body
Somewhere in a shade
A Cruel battle lost
Struggle to live
Hope to revive
Morals many give
Exhibiting all their sympathies
A self question then arises
Can we make a hope survive?
The soul that remained
A lone witness
To that situation
Of brutal humiliation
Is now gone
Leaving behind
A corpse just to remind
Though
The world around
Is so beautiful
Not your surround
In that vulnerable moment
Crisis has multiple corners
Humiliation infinite dimensions
And you can never be yourself!!!
With no ‘body’ to take care
Where will the soul wander?
When we arise in the morning
Torn between a desire
To improve the world
And to enjoy the world
As later, it makes things harder
Hence!!!
Be good to yourself...
Do good to yourself…
First thing in the morning
