Existential Threats

Existential Threats... The art of self preservation, mastered by our puny race. Triumphs even matters of the heart, When choosing between life and death. The song of lies our society sings, To give it power and authority to rule, our lives, our rights and basic needs, for which they make us fight like dogs, amongst ourselves to preserve their chair, and talk about our temporary sad fate. No, they not of the coming threat posed, by the wise men they know not. These politics that man plays to kill their kins for powers sake. Such shallow nature, possessed by man to wield the mighty pen, only to kill. Kill the competition and survive, These threats upon their lives all the while, blatantly lying in our eyes, with utmost confidence in their plans to tear us from our cores. These crocodile tears they shed, upon someones death. When their time is up they make excuses Still only to preserve their chair, Still blinded by power and sins. Oh! they no not these existential threats, for the wise men shall save the day, To return us to our original Fate. ---Udit Uberoi