The Plastic Present: The Life Today, A Contradiction To Living... Poem by Sujeet Kumar Vishwakarma

This article was written on the 5th of June 2008
(2nd day of internship, in Radisson. Reflection of what I felt about the place)

The life today, a contradiction to living

They say its tough being in here,
And say it's tougher being out there.
But they don't know, the toughest is,
To be yourself, with anyone, anywhere.

I don't comment on the plastic world around,
I don't see my eligibility to do so now.
But I do know, they know less of life,
And nature's fairplay, seasons' knowhow.

People today keep running for money,
And chase their fate, forgetting their life.
Their fate smiles and sadly departs,
As not fate but money, is what they strive.

The sarcasm today, I see around,
Is not that people know not the truth.
But ‘absurd' what to me does sound,
Is that vagueness blots the truth.

Fakism rules, false values command,
And humanity suffers at stake.
The sense of living has been killed,
The human spirit, I fear won't wake.

At least at the places, with values for gold,
And GODS of people, who show their power.
Truly their life must be a graveyard,
With waters of gold, and money made bower.