Contradictions Poem by Aryaa Gupta
Contradictions
It is all too true
That one's happiness spells
another's doom.
It is all too swell
That we can accept a dead body's
foul smell.
It is all too teasing
That some stay warm while others
stay freezing.
It is all too incorrect
That few folks thrive while harm comes to those
we protect.
Ends aplenty,
We strive and we struggle
To protect a dying world,
while the Gods above chuckle.
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