Sunshine

If you feel like the sunshine

wrap your arms around yourself and

feel the warmth of love

Across

After the night of darkness

the tunnel of light

Slip away

Hope

A little rainy

a little windy

the day has a promise

as it trundles along

on the wings of hope

What we have

What we already have

is the last stop

in the trip of insanity

that we embarked at some point of time

as collectives of rot and greed

striving for more

struggling for more

creating more rot and greed

Din

In the constant clamour

and the din,

the voices of reason are stifled.

The helpless voices on the periphery

can’t even reach

the windows of their homes.