Words are empty,
Fables end as nasty.
Cruel is the world,
values only money and gold.
The values of character are forgotten,
no wonder every single soul is rotten.
To shape a character, needs trust,
and "trust no one" is the new thrust.
I wonder what will happen,
humans are slowly turning into demons.
Society is going down the drain,
evolving backwards, is it sane???
We work, we study, we sing and we dance,
but also, we cheat, we drug, and we murder in trance.
I wonder if the time has come?
This planet can't tolerate no more pun.
Where's the arc of Noah? I wonder!!
Let the floods, once again end this world.
Or is it going to be a complete end?
To wipe out all, and thus no arc is present.
Fables end as nasty.
Cruel is the world,
values only money and gold.
The values of character are forgotten,
no wonder every single soul is rotten.
To shape a character, needs trust,
and "trust no one" is the new thrust.
I wonder what will happen,
humans are slowly turning into demons.
Society is going down the drain,
evolving backwards, is it sane???
We work, we study, we sing and we dance,
but also, we cheat, we drug, and we murder in trance.
I wonder if the time has come?
This planet can't tolerate no more pun.
Where's the arc of Noah? I wonder!!
Let the floods, once again end this world.
Or is it going to be a complete end?
To wipe out all, and thus no arc is present.
3 comments:
Nice piece of work.
But what made you so much pissed anyways?
Keep up the good work! :)
The poem kind of had a mixed pace. Started slowly, picked up the pace and then again slow and then again picked up the pace to end.
It was a bit confusing for me as well. The 2nd and 4th stanzas were damn good but the rest were somehow not up to that level.
VRY GUD VRY BEAUTIFUL word u kept in this poem VARUN vry gud!!!!
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