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.

Double – faced

Double-faced predators

roam the land

unscathed in their skin

relentless in their pursuits

Mudbath

Muddy stinking sub – humans

Brushed the shiny sparkling surface of her soul

With the deadly filth

produced by their own rotten minds

The least they knew

the more they bragged.

Muddy stinking sub – humans

in the garb of borrowed humanness

cursed the humanity all along.

Float free

Float free!

That’s the dream.

But the chains are embedded in the skin.