The Future To History

By Apurv Suhas Gupte

Engulfed with darkness,

The world is a complete mess,

How have we so failed?

Kindness all impaled.

Unaware of what we seek,

Compassion ever so bleak.

Money is the new might,

Everyday creating a fight.

Where power means justice,

Drowned in one’s own prejudice.

To each is just his own,

It’s where distrust is sown.

Killing conscience for body’s sake,

Everyone finding a way to escape,

Nowhere to run from one’s guilt,

Live here, this is the world we built.

Religion’s just for redemption,

Hoping the end is salvation.

Some are awaiting for the light,

Some justifying current set up right,

Some fighting it with their might,

Some fighting out of spite,

No end to the human misery,

Is future just human history?

By Apurv Suhas Gupte