Look me in the eye,
and have an eye on my world,
feel the pain I see,
have a look at the crying birds
the shame and the guilt,
upon the sins they’ve built
throw your tints
look around you, the filth
men turned bloodsuckers
nothing good around to see,
but the dark clouds,
amidst them Satan smiling.
Shrewd thoughts rinsed minds,
hidden truth- none finds,
busy accumulating fortune and wealth
forgotten about generations health.
See the air, it smells so stale,
mother’s face turned green to pale,
listen to the crackling of cloud bursts,
pouring drinks unfit for thirst,
it’s not that they cannot see,
but merely chose not to observe,
everyone knows blinds don’t see,
but still you get what you deserve.