The Rot Has Sunk In Deep
Gender determined behavioural change
Looking at wayside beggars with disdain
Religious bias, our prejudice strange
Fairer skin colour, making us feel vain
The way we dress and speak, ego complex
Shifty eyes belie, that our heart is stained
Conflicting emotions, puzzle and vex
In truth we yearn for childlike innocence
This life game of pretence, leaves us perplexed
Let us rise hermit, from our fallen stance
Death will come one day, meanwhile let us dance
19-June-2021
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