How About

How about one day, You sleepand you wake: And your web is no longer existing, And your phone is no longer active, And your laptop wouldn't work. And you lover wouldn't wake. And your legs wouldn't walk. And your pet is no where to be found. And you tv set goes blank- Even like the always crying cloud. And your wife is not in her place, And your kids are not with you to play. And you strived to get to the window, You crawled like an adder choked by its prey, Struggling to peep through the window. And you see everywhere devastated: The white house retains no longer her dignity, Trump is equaled with the beggars at the street- Both caught in the claws of indecision. How about that God you never believe in seem to exist. And the hell you called an abstract idea Prove its existence. And the Heaven you tagged 'Allusion' appeared as the new moon. What if you're weighed and found wanting? And that you've been just fooling and whirling away your eternal freedom you once called false ideas. What will you do?