Towering Plight Poem by Jasjiv Singh

people come people go
in their lives they would never know
how to love the birds that fly
kiss the kids who go running by
so much time spent in earning money
fighting bees not enjoying the honey
not stop for a minute to think
will i be alive after this blink?
rushed up lives hushed up lives
fighting with words, pens and knives
for something that will be left behind
bought by the tonnes in gold and kind
no more smiles, only horny looks
people burn women, people burn books
right to live seems hard to get
pay your way through, place a bet
faces of fear roam up and down
cheer up honey, daddy's a clown
fortune favouring the brave a lot
bravery not earned but merely bought
life's on sale at every milestone
receipt for it on every tombstone
you and me, we stand and stare
souls lay naked, souls lay bare
should we not be ashamed for it?
drown in our tears bit by bit
we will come and we will go
in our lives we'll never know


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