From being ignorant and uncivilized, we have come so far,
Developing and evolving constantly, we definitely are.
We were, in the good old days, so loving and compassionate,
More than destruction, we knew how to create.
Surplus had we in resources and kindred,
But jealousy and competition, my friends, we all know, led to hatred.
More than competing, we knew of help and service,
All our lives used to, everyday, go on with ease.
No worries, no difficulties, no troubles, no tension
Wherever there was compassion and unity, the people gained attention.
But now, we attend to arms and ammunition,
People's strength is measured by their possession of weapons of mass destruction.
Man is at another man's sword's length,
More the people killed, the more is his strength.
Some, there are, who lead us by hand,
Blinded that we have become, we follow them to the doom-land.
We destroyed all that we had, from our ancestors inherited,
So, tell me now, for all the calamities that we are facing, who is to be credited?
They say we get what we give,
How can we expect to be given love from nature, when it's wrath is all that we could achieve.
In retrospect, were we not the ones to have oppressed our fellow beings?
Were we not the ones to, misinterpret and misuse the offered things?
Nature is but a creation of the One Above,
When we ourselves denied and rejected His Pleasure and Satisfaction, how can we expect His love?
Life is about to come full circle,
We are back to being ignorant again, is this some miracle?
Even in the face of all this,
We are trying to prove that 'ignorance is bliss'.
Well it isn't wrong to be optimistic and hope for good times ahead;
But, come to your senses, optimism is not challenging the Grim Reaper and expecting to not be dead.
And there are those who say, "There is so much of time" and that "No harm can come our way".
Uh-oh! People, all this is not a child's play!
Don't take this so light, just because it still didn't affect you,
People's lives are at risk, and you could be next too.
Leaves not anyone unscathed, as it sees no gems or riches, this Corona Virus,
We accept it or not, this definitely is His (God's) way of punishing us.
If we cannot make Him love us, please let's not invoke His hate.
And for those of you who realized that this is a Sign, repent before it's too late.
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The Book Of Oddities
PoetryEverything is but an oddity Either for me or for you The same thing, all do not agree, So, I guess, the same goes for us too. This, here, is a kind of a gift to you, from my part In all this apocalyptic hustle and bustle Whatever is in here, it al...