Human Or Virus Poem by Aftab Alam

Tell me the path where not sown the thorn
Tell me the human of unblemished born

Many a time we asked blessing; the peace
Yet we have decorated the garden of hatred corn

We are not human but a virus of this universe
Everywhere, we poison proliferated adorn

I think, once the world has to decay
With our wisdom, the fools forlorn
Still every one digs his own grave
O Lord! Thy tricks, our fate we have torn//