Story Of Humanity Poem by wardha jawdat

Heard you died in the news
I read of your death in the paper
I saw you die of stab wound
I heard you were strangled
In a dark abandoned alley
Every night since eternity began
Backwards.

Oh doomed forsaken Humanity
Your death is no longer cause
Enough for me to pause
In the mesmerizingly normal
Dazed existence of my
Living room.
The numbing quality of the
Expensive grub I consume
Seems like prosaic “manna” for
My sentience.
I drink to your trance
O conscience
I salute the iron resolution
With which
You persist …
Drugged.
Blessed numbness…
Cheers!