World Gone Wrong
The Awakening: MumbaiWhat can you say
to a world gone wrong?
What do you do when you're alive,
but the corners of your soul
are bruised and pained,
and you feel guilty for every breath
that's yours, but not someone else's.
What should you do
when you can't sleep at night?
When a maddening, insane fear
of blood and mortality
keeps you awake,
and imaginary screams fill your ears...
You drink and shop,
pretending that life is for living,
and mourning only for the dead.
Who do you blame,
when there's God himself,
setting the seeds for war and hate?
It has always happened, hasn't it,
battles fought because we want to prove
our Gods are betters than those of others.
And these men in armchairs,
old, weak kneed cowards,
running a country
of the young and the restless,
Who will clean fresh blood,
who will pray for forgiveness,
who for peace, who for forgetting?
There is no Judgement Day,
ants die every day, who will save the souls
of spray welding and shoe throwing puritans,
And who will pay for life and death,
when noone knows?
Oh, Sexy Sadie, what have you done?
You've made a fool of everyone...
Comments
ants die every day,
Beautiful lines Aurora! The reference to context come sout best through these lines. The poem itself is the actual description of the events in a stark manner. Thank you for sharing your feelings-they made me realize the gravity of the situation!
"And these men in armchairs,
old, weak kneed cowards,
running a country
of the young and the restless,"
ahh, how i want to take their weak knees to rattle them together and to render them paralytic for the rest of their lives. I am sure I am not alone.
mampi: i duno..i guess somewhere mr vajpayee laid the seeds for that line ::
when there's God himself,
setting the seeds for war and hate?
HEY AURORA... u are right. imagine ths guy , he is not a robot , he is a human being.... and its (not easy accepted) not impossible for him to erase a setting with few similar existences (very important as they appear) some thing must hav gone wrong terribly in his imagination.
but how easy it is ... dont you wish you could affrd to attach lesser importance to it..... i am talking about your existence...........ASH