Jun 27, 2016

A change to begin

We are born one day and would die on another,
Yet in the life we live, to be good we stutter,
We choose to be bad, we see in them pleasure,
Against anguish and pain, we chose money and leisure.
Our notions of empathy seems to have ceased to exist,
And our urges to help, now remains a mere gist,
Our sweet humble speeches have turned into yelps,
 Even Our babies are less humans, they act as whelps.
The harshness, the rudeness, the cruelty around,
The forcing, the hurting it seems to make us proud,
The agony, the pain and distress we see,
Are turning our tears into oceans and seas.
Among all the creations living on earth,
We humans are refined and intellect from birth,
Then why do we act as if devils have possessed,
Even though with all abilities we are blessed.
Why aren’t our abilities used for the good?
Why don’t we protect the animals in the woods?
Why can’t we bring smiles to our kind?
Why have our egotism made us blind?
Life can be more unpredictable as it can be,
If today we breathe, tomorrow our breath may cease,
Our smile this instant may in the next be a cry,
Yet choice to be harsh made me wonder why.
Is money or power our kind is seeking?
Greed and sadism has also been dominating,
But why don’t these people for once realise,
Its happiness they seek for nothing in compromise.
Killing and bloodshed can never make them happy,
Instead they will end up purely in agony,
It’s only good that can touch one’s heart,
Good and happiness, their lanes never part.
Do good, be good; think everything that’s good,
Happiness and peace will then remain where is should,
Every nook and corner of the world will smile,
Prosperity and happiness will begin to strive.
The entire world will not at once change,
This concept of good may be to them strange,
But a spark I suggest we can commence,
You and I can begin the difference.
                                                           




























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