In Cold Blood

IN COLD BLOOD We live in a world of deceit and lies, Squatting aimlessly like measly flies. We smoke the weed of compromise, We abuse the adages of the wise, We spew the venom of hate and greed. To the winds of change, we pay no heed. The monsters of our mind invade our souls, In our sphere of solace, they prick a hole. We massage our ego and attitude, We fall endlessly from our summit of solitude, Truth and sincerity burn into heaps of ashes As humanity is whipped a million lashes. Love lies at the crossroads of our wars of hate, Silently enduring its miserable fate. The ghosts of our past lie in wait To trap us in a cage of cynicism like a fish with a bait. In cold blood we have murdered our sensibilities and goodness For we are the accused, the victim and the witness. The court of eternal justice with God as the jury Can still be kind and not unleash His fury, If we are ready to wash the stains of our crime And feel the essence our purpose like a musical chime. BY Aadithya J Nair