Downfall Poem by Keshav Kumar Phokeerdass

in a life of darkness
in a heart of loneliness
man always search for compassion
and acknowledgment for being alive
the wealth we acquire via hardship, stealth and prayer...
shall remain as an omen of our deed
a damnation only resultant of a life of material
where a spirituality is a facade to our own mockery
but in our sloppy hours, we seek a dawn
a moon to bestow her light to the lost
but can we still remain a sheep
following a herd on the verge of a downfall?