1.17 The Worldly Ways Poem by Munindra (Munnan) Misra

The world, the din, the time, the kin,
In our days are a sin,
Love's condemned and not true,
A farce for sex, a laugh at You. [1]

Simplicity is a crime,
Frauds and liars are divine,
Sex is worshiped, life not true,
Cheat be cheated our mottos new. [2]

Love is lost - so dear to You,
And lovers are but a few,
‘Cause they know that life if hell,
As customs are but their cell. [3]

The lies, the crime, the evil ways,
Are the paths of our days,
We love our neighbour as love's not true,
And hate the others cause they do too. [4]
© Munindra Misra