Humanity, Where Is It And In Whom Do You Find It? Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Humanity, where is it,
Who are humane and kind,
Say you
If you go tearing apart,
It can be found at the crossroads
Of distraught thought,
Idea and reflection,
Humanity,
Where is it,
Say you,
Humanity lies it
At the crossroads
Just as a rag-picker
Picking the rags
And striving for life
Looking with the heart
Turned rocky,
The eyes dried after weeping,
Humanity a dead and old idea,
Long dead,
But still searching life
In the rags, garbage heaps,
Trying to struggle and survive
Whatever may be the outcome of
Clinging to expectation
And the return?