Our World Racing Towards Doom. Poem by Arfa Iris

our wold is racing towards doom,
for affection & brotherhood we have no room.
every relation is so complicated,
full of violence & hatred,
peace & prosperity are just for name sake.
love & care every feeling appears to be fake.
everyone around, is greedy & selfish.
manners rude & notions impish.
mother starves her own child,
father turns savage & wild,
brother killing his sibling,
everyone here fight & fling.
friends are no more trust-worthy,
deceive each other to become strong & wealthy.
saints too cheat & lie.
loyalty is fading by & by.
Topsy-turvy our world has turned.
holy places are being burned.
men has turned into beast,
murdering masses in functions & feasts.