PARASITE

It’s a parasite’s world. The worm of laziness Clogging the mind, Ego refusing change. It’s a parasite’s world, Seeping through one’s blood and breath. Adoption, adaptation to change, an uphill task. Ignorance, dark, deep, masquerading ugliness. It’s a parasite’s world--- Where dependence is practice. And excuses-- strategy, to design. Deadlines met feverishly by others. It’s a parasite’s world, Where type of work affect quality. Where comparison and perks galore Stifling freedom, to create with responsibility. It’s a parasite’s world, Where, those who do and are willing Get busted with jargon of abuse. Euphemisms learnt and articulated. It’s a parasite’s world Where fear is fed with horror. Where incompatibility and incompetency Rule one’s hidden strength and power. It's a parasite's world where love lavishes in luxury and 'Basic Instinct' given prowess Suck out life from the 'highest of all species'.