Strange Is This Life Poem by mamutty CHOLA

Some where acute poverty

Some where richness iat prime

Some where celebration of victory

Some where mourning of defeats

Some where flesh is traded

Some where humanism is at zenith

Some where temple. church and mosque

Some where silence of desolation

Some where noise of bar

Some where applaud of justice

Some where reign of custom

Some where jubilation of construction

Some where cry of destruction

Some where intolerance is a king

Somewhere belongingness is also there

Some where songs of loyalty

Some where hue and cry of disloyalty

Some where songs in praise of beauty and love

Some where display of vulgarity on display

Strange is this world of ours; oh my friend

This world has two aspects of everything!

Mamutty chola