THE KALIYUGA

We are dead, the day we were born!!!




A million hearts, crying,
Billion others, weeping.
And still we can't hear,
Are we dead or sleeping?


Pundits slaves of hard cash,
Can't we see the fuckin trash?
Weird it is, the ash in sky!!!
Better to say, the sky in ash!


Cool, aren't we? Seeking great
Wisdom to write on trees!
Wailing thereafter, smoking-
Roads, Save Paper, Save Trees!


Sadist we are! Victims?
Besides us, animals too.
Rising waters, spreading-
Wildfires, and raging flu!


Where safety must be want,
Cursed! Its her hasty need!
Matured grown up brutes,
Lost in lust, smokin weed!


Wilderness of gloomy mess,
Greed prevails in miseries!
We are humans! Are we???
Soaked in real, but worries.



Half dead, the day we're born!
Ours is the time, make it sieve!
If we can't, then let them live!
If we can't, then let them live!

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