Black Mirage Poem by ROCHISH MON

|| BLACK MIRAGE ||

A mustard seed was missing,
In the darkness of midnight.

Goodness is not seen in the society
Because it is not needed
No one is trying for that.

From midnight of the world
The mustard seed of goodness disappeared.

Probably goodness may not be available for us;
As no one is trying to search for that,
Perhaps goodness might be a black mirage for all of us.

See there and see there...

Without goodness humans are in trouble;
Without safety and protection
Humans tremble.