Baptized by dreadful dust of war;
Evil economics of existence
Malice is misery’s metaphor
When an endless inertia sedates our sense!
Every moment breaks new news of grief
We embrace as our destiny
In a deja vu beyond belief
Lay strewn our broken litany!
Neither sublime spring nor soulful fall
We’ve sold all seasons to our quests
To be the behemoths walking tall
Who have lost ourselves to our conquests!
Life’s no more than digital despair
Entangled in political pathos
In a dying world in total disrepair
This Chaos Now Is Our Ethos!
© 2023 Vikas Chandra