Postmodern Blues

Postmodern Blues Our bare-footed ancestors Diligently traversed the grassy pathways On rustling vegetation air walked along Sunshine and rain in turn tiptoed To bestow canopy of reverence They wished us to watch Soil sprouting bliss Hills rolling down lush carpet Pristine waters meandering around The way they watched them doing Tomorrow was all that mattered! As tomorrow stands uncertain In power games now a days We better trudged up the silky ladder In cross wind We even surrogated the womb of sky For lustful pearls to be incubated Dead waters whimper in lonely furrows Strings of air have spun a smoky mess From dangling veil That technology came forward with To fix the gap Both the worlds stood to benefit You bargained your life style for gold We are blinded watching you relish Your abundance You look anything but cool, honey Nevertheless few of the have-nots tempted To jump the fence Only to sacrifice their reverie Into sarcophagus fire With their wives and children As they failed to keep their hearts behind You can hear the earth bloating Like sacrificial goat With throat at risk Of pious killing By future conquerors!