In light of the nearing Apocalypse..
What if the sun fades away?
What if people no longer pray?
What if darkness took over our lives?
What if palms turn into knives?
What if the river changes its course?
What if all we have left is a tonne of remorse?
Would such a world be worth living in,
Where hatred lies under every soul’s skin,
Where children would not run freely on the grass,
Where everyone would hide behind a mask?
Here as a poet I pen down my thoughts,
As I see the world getting caught up in knots.
Time is but dry sand held in a fist,
Realization must strike to clear the mist.
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