Road to Where?
Life is finite and the drama infinite
Our life a blur
And we are full of unnecessary fire and stir
Our thinking warped, missing the core
Incessant hate and trolling, slush flows
Half of planet suffering is real and not a lore
Others live a life of plenty-drollery and flummery galore
Human consciousness gone to sleep and it snores
Earth a sorry looking landscape far from a happy green fur
World sundered by wars, calamities, and poverty- it’s frightfully sour
Perfected the art of dehumanizing, shamelessly we roar
With increase in cancel culture, othering, and slur
Disillusionment and strife creep in, limbs and eyes sore
Unable to shake off that languor
Getting used to a slow burning world
Completely in the chokehold of selfishness, there’s no elixir
The residue of life remains, despair for evermore
Thank you for reading!💚
