An Unfriendly Confession Poem by pranav siva

Human nature, a possible weapon of choice
World as I see it, not definitely the last of its kind
Pity not the dead, but the living
Mercy on our unfriendly kin
Level playing field of the faithful backstabbers
Mother Nature after many decades in relentless search of herself
Amidst our man made jungles
Amidst our inhumane angels and humane extincts
Amidst the invisible two horned devils
Little do they know of the Mother's wrath
A war that can never be stopped, but only delayed
In a world where truth is vanishing
Wandering in the fields where humanity destroys itself
On the soil where Gods walked, innocents are now crushed and killed
From streets of Manipur to civil wars of Somalia
Humanity that doesn't intend to spare itself
Be it the September Attacks or the wide known Covid pandemic
Truth remains only as a version that you are forced to believe
The government, The law, You and I are all the same
Compromised to side with devils in a false hope of survival
Educated elites that hardly possess a conscience
Hunt and kill in craving of momentary satisfaction of power, prestige and authority
From dirtiest carbon emissions to never dying luxuries
From raping Mother Earth to assaulting innocent minorities
Dig deeper only to find a spine missing
Brace yourself to brave the consequences alone
Be strong enough to bid a goodbye
That makes winning or losing irrelevant, and hardens you up
A rare combination of smaller anomalies,
Only to end up as a paradox, creating a life sucking vortex
A last unfriendly confession of a rational human
-Pranav