Crippled Cruel World

By Pratyusha Deshmukh

It's such a crippled cruel world,

helping, a crumbling man beneath the open sky,

a woman who is getting stripped of her dignity,

a child screaming silently for help,

the innocent voiceless dogs being punished,

the trees and nature begging with desperation to stay alive,

the rain pouring down pitying everyone it sees.

A being who lends a hand

is a traitor to its kind.

A person seeking help from someone is a traitor.

For having a different opinion,

to believe in contribuiting to other's rights,

going against the injustice,

injustice against these animals,children, men,women.

We people are a traitor to our kind,

We are influenced by an enemy.

The enemy? The one who is created by the crippled cruel world is not an enemy for us.

Such a crippled cruel world 

we live in,

where Humanity isn't a part of ethics,

it has become a choice.

A choice to make if it fills our greedy needs,

our vicious aims of gaining not giving.

If it doesn't? Then having decency 

is calling failure and unecessary negativity towards you,

then you're just preparing your downfall.

Hearts of this world have stopped beating for someone else,

anything foe someone else is an unwanted choice.

Brains are working altogether,

but without hearts as its companion it has no soul or emotion to guide it wherever,

it crumbles just in self desires,

hatred for others,

criticism of your own kind.

Betrayal, loss of trust, ignorance,

all part of this steerless brain.

Hearts lefts our soul emotions carried behind,

Ego in this crippled cruel world standing unconfined.

By Pratyusha Deshmukh