Ultimatium

Ultimatum We often reach to conclusion Something, which we do not even, have clue of Things we don’t wonder about Don’t Care about Yet it’s the ultimatum It’s a tradition followed, The last word to be heard in the house Never asked why? When asked was slapped and made to cry Even death would not be so ruthless Why are they acting so careless Who so brutal? Things can get at times fatal Not asking for sympathy Not trying to gain the media hype Its just a plain question asked to everyone Have they just become “someone” Why such a change in everything Why such a change in everyone They all see but do not observe They Observe but never act Leaders speak but do not act Actors perform But never act Charity shows are done everyday Yet millions die of hunger each day Drugs Thugs Mugs Its all another way of avoiding the facts Another way of survival Nobody is born a thief or murderer Society is the one who creates them over years Money is a slow poison While people die in recession Everyone is a prey to it in one way or the other The monetary chain is for nobody to escape Yet we create the ultimatum Yet we call hundreds wrong while it was just one We do hundred wrongs all under the sun Its us who are to blame Now why are you hiding your face in shame? Whom are you finding to blame? News is just another poison so switch on your television sets Newspapers should be used to clean toilet seats See, for yourself and believe in your instincts People need things to talk about That’s why we are called social animals But try and be more social and less of an animal ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ You can find Distance in my book of poems "labyrinth on---http://www.amazon.com/Labyrinth-Mustafah-Mun/dp/1409285251/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1252381235&sr=1-1