In A Sick Society Poem by nadia abduljabbar

In a sick society,
Hatred, gossip, joyously
Envy and silly competition
PREVAIL.
LACK of TRUST is the main colour.
Even Lovers do not
Trust each other.

In a sick society,
People are in endless competition
And for nothing
Of value but a silly
Materialistic thing
That does not tell
Who they are,
But what they own.

In a sick society:
People do not look inward
To see what they really
Desire and want,
To improve their self esteem
Or enhance self confidence,
Instead they look at what
Other people do
And imitate them;
Hence, they are never satisfied
Or really happy.

In a sick society:
People put religion
In a frame or rather matrix
Of appearances and rituals that
Do not care about the core
Of faith and important things.

In a sick society:
No body is happy for any body,
Especially if one wants to marry,
Whether it is a niece, sister or brother
Whether any one of them is a divorcee
Widow or happily married,
They just hate happiness for the other-
And physical one in particular-
All plots and gossip flourish in a minute;
And poor good people are compelled
To pretend there is nothing;
To protect the bud of the new flower.

In a sick society:
Even lovers can’t talk to each other,
They use symbols, a pictures or a song,
To Express a positive feeling,
And if one of them wants to express fear,
Or a cute thing before the final decision,
One would talk to a photo.

In a sick society,
Healthy people are
Dragged to madness
As Hamlet pulled Ophelia
To drown her beautiful hair
Soul and body.

Please,
Do not ask me
How did you know all
These details about
A sick society.

Jeddaj,
2 April 2013