side effects

Written by: priyabrata nayak

once in my dream 
i saw a clown 
with a red hat and dressed in brown 
he talked to me 
about our world 
its progress and its side effects too 

                                   we reached to the moon 
                                    and celebrated it like we are god 
                                    but we could not reach 
                                    to the people who die due to hunger 
                                    and always pray to the lord 

we build big towers
to live with luxury 
but we forget about those 
who live homeless and  
praying its to be an end 

                                    we invented internet 
                                     and connect to every corner 
                                     we thought its a bless 
                                    
                                       but we cant know 
                                      who die orphan, they are kids 
                                      they are innocent kids 

clown said finally 
i create humans 
they create religions 
 i taught them brotherhood 
but they learned violence 
i gave them helping hands 
but they adopted the selfishness 


                                  these are the final words of the clown 
                                  he said     i gave you 
                                  the medicine of love 
                                  but i didn't know its side effects 
                                  what if i am the god 
                                   even i cry too,i cry too