Our Society

Our Society short poem

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Society …

A place where some people still suffer ,
you see the gap between the top and jeans but not between the blouse and peticote , guys are you blind or duffer ?

Boys can actually disturb the whole nation with their sweet music of bullet ,
but girls cannot even raise their voice …..oh yeah …society won’t this let .

For some peeps , girls are never good enough ,
stupid …. girls are diamonds among your ideas rough.

Love is love …right ?
So why a father loving his son is not considered as ‘gay’ ?
but a boy loving another boy is taken in a different way ?

Here people beg for justice in courts ,
but yes , winning point comes in favour of the one who shows a bigger note .

A rape victim may die in front of people making videos for whatsapp ,
but none will come to help and will stare the scene by a gap .

Then the same people march on roads “we want justice , girls are not safe “…
Seriously …..????????
Now this goes for a week or two and then some moths later …happens same .

Our society is not wrong ,
it is just like our thinking follows a negative song .

We don’t need to bring about the change ,
we need to understand the difference between flood and rain .

Whatever happens we are responsible ,
we need to understand this …this is our trouble .

The society is ours and not just mine or yours ,
we are to be blamed off for each and every cause .

We can give this society a new face ,
we can convert this painful season into pleasing phase .

It is our society and we all make it ,
we can work on it bit by bit .

And remember neither mine nor yours it is OUR SOCIETY .

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