The puss within..

The fire is burning wild

In the deserted minds the well is dry

Neglect of commitment in the name of survival

Only the fittest stand to attest to this life.

Morals and religions spoken loud

Different paths and different talks

But their walks remain the same

Come to me, this is the only way

Surest, but not ascertained by any.

But,

Can the burning fire be subdued?

In the deserted mind, a rose bloom?

Neglect of commitment, no more an issue?

In the name of survival, mankind learns to love?

The swift shifting thoughts

Dressed in hatred and anger immeasurable

Push the soul unto the hole of emptiness

There, barren anxiety seething with hatred.

Man kills man, in the name love

A hungry soul is fed with religion

And a distraught soul is given a God

And that God appears paralyzed, eternally paralyzed.

In the wake of their inner pains

It paralyzes their emotion; and

Many are lost for words

To represent the stench of agonizing life.

Will time heal the wound?

Or

Will time just cover the wound?

Abandoning the deep gash

A dwelling to be made of maggots

Of hatred, anger and pain

Only time will tell.

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