Now a days
we don't understand
what is really important,
all we care about is popularity,
a social disease sweeping the nation,
do not catch what is going around.
Blah, Blah, Blah
is all kids hear now a days.
Kids are our future now a days,
what will the future be?
Now a days
people do not know what was, they do not care,
they only care about what is, not what is
going to be.
Now a days
we do not love
we hate, for
war has caught us all in its web.
Maybe in later days
we will be back to
what was the day,
and love one another
with unending passion and reason.
Now a days...I am sorry to say,
we just do not care.
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Samy's Poetry
PoetryA little bit of poetry from this crazy mind of mine. Hope it helps you feel something. Maybe even think something. <3