Who Did This To Us? - Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
We are not the stones to sculpt us to be the statues,
We are not the canvass to splash the colorful paint,
We are not the photocopiers to copy down monotonous,
We are the human, who have the will power and energy.
The earth can be plowed; the sun can be worshiped,
The moon can be respected; the planets can be monitored,
The wind can be moisturized; the water can be snowed,
We are the human, who can't be manipulated.
What value have we added to our life,
When we add the value to the products,
Properties, metals and commodities, sadly,
We have been dragged to the lonely world.
Who has dispersed these seeds of selfishness?
Are these dispersed through digital waves?
who has ignited the coil of humanity repellant,
to chase away the peace and leave us alone in pain?
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