Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
Sonnet: Whither Love Of Fellowmen? - Poem by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
The world is vast and yet has become small;
Our travel-time has dropped so markedly;
Tele-communication’s boon to all;
We tend to do both good and things deadly.
The world has shrunk and so have human hearts!
Their minds are selfish; Ego rules their acts;
Diseased is heart, mind, soul and body-parts;
Each human face is masked; disguised are facts.
Great things that Science affords are used to kill;
Destroyed are things in minutes, hours and days;
None care about the bill or effects ill;
In the same coin, his brethren, man repays.
Disaster threatens humankind and earth,
True love of fellowmen remains a dearth.
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