The Crab Poem by Aftab Alam

A crab sat somewhere within the mind
That slowly eats the mother earth, I find
It isn't a joke, a truth that sounds harsh
Humanity slept, life has become a farce.

Little crabs eat their mother for survival
To see the beautiful world on the arrival
We, for the sake of enjoyment, for the joy
Why have we become, a breathing decoy?

Evil selfish attitude “the crab” ditched us
Into the mire of modernity without fuss,
We are involved in the developing race
We have faced and facing and will face.

What have we left for the generation yet to come?
Ah! Present joy made us deaf and dumb
Crabs eat for the life, their mother-the earth
And we, destroying the earth for sheer mirth!