Judgemental Society

By Krishna Mahana

Dear, it might be a hot topic to gossip,

Dear, it might be a rumour to spread,

These sharp words are real weapons,

That murdered us and left us dead. (1)

They just start the game of blame,

Their bitter words work like flame,

We burn badly in the fire of shame,

And, nothing more that's their aim. (2)

They judge suddenly and laugh loudly,

They troll badly and at last forget surely,

They judge either you are wrong or right,

They judge either you fight or stand quite. (3)

Our character is judged by dress

We are definitely bad, if it's less,

And, if we talk less, we have attitude,

If we talk loud, surely we are so rude. (4)

We think and shrink, we stick and sick,

We tried and cried, we defend and pretend,

We fight and quit, we hit and at last admit,

Guilt hugs us tight and makes us quite. (5)

Is it my loophole or is it my fault,

I am the faulty or fault is yours?

Actually, it's their eyes how to see,

And, it's their lips how to say. (6)

Think once such trolls before giving up,

That's enough to raise you again up,

Let's troll self and make fun of own,

Easiest revenge, without throwing stones. (7)

By Krishna Mahana