Macabre Symphony Poem by Vishal Vijay

Commotion of words, in the papers,
Violence and swords, the indifferent rapers.
A world, closing in on mankind,
Livid and scarred is my mind.

Earth, now a macabre symphony,
With hatred and bitterness over harmony.
Love, for machines and weapons,
Music, only of the thundering guns.

Wisdom, now just a comedy,
Life, a toy of tragedy.
Wars, fought with opulence,
People, abhorring their sense.

Hate and violence fills the air,
The mankind without a heir.
The world crumbling beneath my feet,
I stare at my own defeat.