We humans are good, okay, some of us bad
All this injustice, it makes us so sad
Is the love that we give? Or the goodness we lack?
Whom do you trust, when your friends stab your back?
It's not the pain or the hurt, that bothers us much
We're used to that feeling, but what's lost, is the trust
Good people losing battles, in a game we call life
Hypocrites and duplicitousness, do you still think we'll thrive?
Some say we're born good, then gradually turn bad
Wait 7 years for justice? That's the law that we have
Quotidian we see people die or get killed
Yet, the desires of rich people not filled
Killing each other, wasn't enough or more bad
Geronticide and parricide, how fucked up is that?
I'm not here to judge, cause I know I ain't better
But because of monsters like us, Good people shouldn't suffer
- Sohail Shady
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Freedom
PoetryThis poem is for everyone who's going through something or the other in their daily lives. I hope you feel and connect with it, the same way I do. PS: This is my first poem, forgive me if it's not that good. In future, I'll try to be better
