It was a normal day As they usually always say With fights alight, And deaths made right With masses arguing And the hunger growing. Ahh what a sight! A perfectly normal sight!
I could just not wait Any longer in this pouring hate, The loud thundering noises And silent puddles and sober voices, So drenched in uncertainty I knocked the doors, The doors of humanity. I always thought of humanity As a woman A beautiful woman With a beautiful smile, With lustrous skin And a dimpled chin With tender eyes And a kind voice.
But I was surprised Shocked to be precise And I must say As she opened the doors And stood in the doorway I let out a whimper, comprised Of pain and sadness. For I could see humanity And she was old Her nimble fingers clutched onto The stick of Hope, Her cataract eyes looking into The darkness, her wrinkled skin Dry from despair Her feeble voice That could hardly dare To speak out, to plead To end this hatred And see what was in need.
Poor old Lady Our humanity I feel sorry for thee, For dost thou know What crimes have been committed in insanity, As they usually always say for humanity?
She Keeps a Love to Nurture her Immature And a Vigor to Sacrifice the Fruits of Nature Her Dreams are Curtained Behind the Window Panes And Chained into Darkness with Teary Stains Her Audacity of Giving Birth to our Family
A marble, jostling among the congregation says: I am not so obsolete But am impelled to be desolate For, the ultimate cause of humanity Perished in its serendipity. Defiance and vengeance and malevolence Thrived in conquering this vicinity But humanity-succumbed
Away from the crowd She whispered her tale. To the cresting waves, To the frothy foam, To the flying seagulls, They knew her soul. They were waiting for her To wash her heart. She left the remains, She was carrying
We live in a world full of blindness, Everybody is looking, But yet lacking kindness, Ignorance has made us all crazy and mindless, Nobody willing to stand up Instead acting spineless, Evil has spread And started to become timeless, People
Wondering through life blindly Looking for resolutions, that will certainly never come With no real direction, assurance or assistance Roaming aimlessly about through life Drifting here and there and to and fro Walking down dark hallways with no exits Stuck