Woe To The Generation - Poem by Jaishree Nair
Smoking and reeking with dissatisfaction...
Burning with disgruntled edginess...
Scorching the vitals...
Gorging on the decomposed.
Stench oppressive and putrid
Parasites thriving on evil thoughts...
To multiply and let loose
Negative energy, sweeping away the good vibes..
Corrupting Society corrupting future...
Woe to the generation
entrapped in its clutches
Like blood suckers squeezing dry..
the essence of life!
To combat inhuman deeds
Our mission foremost
To mould a noble generation
and spead goodness to the whole.
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