Blessed are the blind to not see this apathy
blessed are the deaf to not hear it
but none blessed among us, to not feel it
The self righteous rapacious power
hidden behind benign facades
busy with mindless resplendent plunder
of the downtrodden for decades
Those surviving in penury and in deep fear
is this the burden for Ram, Allah and Christ to bear
Propagating the quixotic view of fraternity and global brotherhood
dismissed by those in power as a utopian falsehood
Standing on a mound of countless dead and prepared for further carnage
of Trust, beauty, coexistence, reason and Tolerance
left with nothing but a false pledge.
Torn by this dilemma should we try and reason or sit in torpor
should we fight for principle or fill ourselves with rancor
cursed to be in an age that belittles Sympathy
born out of inaction and feigned Empathy
Should we steady ourselves and start from what is little and late,
to rebuild our world with a clean slate.
Or yet again embrace Otiosity and curse the fate.
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