A Storm of Thoughts

God's Folly

Not the supernatural

But the blood - thirsty humans

That you have to fear.

They preach about responsibilities

when you are young.

Little thought do they give to theirs!

Blood - thirsty scavengers

As directionless as a kite

Detached from its string.

They speak with such arrogance

Despite being merely humans.

The two legged creatures 

Walking about the earth,

gossiping, killing, raping and what not.

Complaints and demands never cease.

For they even end up complaining about the complainant.

Foolish as they are,

no words of wisdom would enthrall them.

Nor do they fear the words of command!

What langue do they understand,

I wish to know.

So as to throw it on the faces of arrogance!