A Ditty Of Now Poem by dipak adhya

It is a fear of existence
It is a fear of identity
It is a fear of honesty

You are mocking at me
You are suspecting me
You are showing me with your index finger

I know the soil well
I know the history of this earth
That has been nurturing me still
I regard myself as her own child

You came with a heinous hatred
You came with a dividable lure
With a lurk you are awaiting still
To destroy the humanity and to make us fool!