Stand, Rise up!
To choose
your own way
To make
things right for yourself
To break
free the inevitable raging war all around
To live up
or die against life herself
You got to
stand, you got to rise up!
This is an
ugly world, cruel
Lightened up
in a cage of illusions
Love and
compassion peeking through
Heart caves,
every now and than
Afraid of
roam around they stay inside
Till we
don’t come back
Unhappy,
un-satisfied, back to self!
A world of
apathy, and scattered tiny bubbles of sympathy
Painted all
over, colors all vibrant
Hiding what
lies beneath, what speaks truth
Life
crumbles and crawls, desperate to breath
Devil
dances, sitting atop it, and
Some dies of
hunger, some of bullets
Some gets killed
by killers; some gets hunted down by police
Some dies defending
by, some dies avenging over
Some gets eaten
away by animals, some swallowed by human greed
And, some dies
living life too well, till it gives up!
One dies and
world mourns, one dies an unknown death
One gets buried
in golden coffin, one vanishes like never existed
Does it matter,
how and where, once the fleshes deteriorates
Leaving
behind a trail of truth, lie and stories
Made up to
hide some, to highlight another few
And world
wonders, as always!
Truth, does it
ever existed
In a workers
melancholic eyes
In an
artist’s chocking throats
In a dying
soldier’s heart, who wished to know
Who he was
killing and what for;
Those
trembling shadows of ghostly figures
Men, women,
kids, infants dying of hunger
In some
remote deserts, forests
Watching
those machines flying away in the sky
In search of
new lives, better, brighter!
Peace, soul
yearns for, but where
Not in the
womb of such raped soul
Whose dreams
are shattered by the cruel reality
Not till you
stand, rise up and protect
And let a
life reborn itself, upon the thrones of truth!
By: Praveen Parasar
Date: 27/12/2012
