World As It Is.... Poem by Cyclopseven R

World As It Is....



Scarcity
An illusory excuse.

Shortage
Is just another word
For scarcity.

Poverty cries
While hoarders hoard
Capitalists smile.

Politic ticks
And politicians are pigs
Together they capitalize
The hoarders’ antic.

Everywhere slums
Are swelling with nasty smell
Modernization comes
Caressing the downtrodden
Letting them slip and sleep by the drain.

Education has become a privilege
Selected few rides through
The rest groan in pain of neglect
By the very government, they voted.

color and religion still matters
For one to climb in relieve
Yet the world talks of globalisation
With fragmented words, and looks.

The one God we called Creator
Is missing forever
Fearing for human insanity.

The neglected ones
Warring for survival.

When will this come to and end?
And, the philosopher said
“Nay, this is the world”
“It’s perfect”
“God is great”.

A small child cries
Parents murdered
By humanity.

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Anjana Asok 05 July 2008

one of your masterpieces sir, i couldn't very well understand it correct..but i just have the feeling somthing is there in it.keep writing...a lot of mind-grasping poems are yrt to come from you...kind regards, sir - anjana

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Fahim Sayed 29 June 2008

Sir...lot of depth..grief expressed in the lines...wonder whats triggering this.....good write.. Fahim

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