World Turned Upside Down

By Aanvi Bagaria

When dismal shadows of the wealthy rest upon the pavement

And contended leers of the needful shine through windows of past enslavement,

When smiles conquer the predictable frown

Then the world would have turned upside down,

When we can appreciate the darkness and turn off the light

And be ignorant to day and live in the night,

When we can see no distinction between black, white and brown

Then the world would have turned upside down,

When vengeful envy bleeds into uncontained pride

And ugly hatred is where infinite affection hides,

When we can hear the screams from beneath the crown

Then the world would have turned upside down

When we no longer seek class but disposition

And eventually terminate eternal submission,

When we can exhibit peculiarity like a corpse in a gown

Then the world would have turned upside down

When we can see the narrow void that separates heaven from hell

And bid our euphemized beliefs farewell,

When the anguish floats to the surface and we may swim not drown

Then the world would have turned upside down

By Aanvi Bagaria