Alone in a deep forest,
Thinking about whether to protest,
Against all discriminations and bias,
Or to hide away and be pious.
She saw innocents being crucified,
Blamed and buried for something they had never tried,
Powerful was taking advantage and pulling the strings,
And then they claimed about their sufferings!
The reality was reversed as people closed their eyes,
The perpetrators said they were victimized,
Now, how can she just be quiet?
The perfect storm was in formation and she said to them, try it.
What Made You Think?
What made you think that you are beautiful than others?
Is that your face and an unblemished skin which has only a few days to expire?
What made you think that you are stronger than others?
Is that the physical strength of your body which can be taken by an accident or a disease you acquire?
What made you think that you are superior to others?
Is that your status and money which all can be gone by a heavy rain or a fire?
What made you think that you are higher than others?
Is that your religion which is making you to conspire?
What made you think that you are above of any other human being in the world?
Because the day you are buried in the ground, worms will have the pleasure of eating you without any discriminations or bias.
Please leave your comments on the post as I would really love to read them.