Coal black


Do you know that what you do

Is uncivilised and wretched?

You aren’t even worth a shoe

At your face, not a piece shed.

Do you know of my fears that

Take birth at your behavior?

To the world- maybe a mere rat.

And mother ? Does she know tear?

Do you know of greater things

In life, than wasting it on

Such filthy time ? You, being

A human, soil thy name of born.

Do you know of this purity

Called love and empathy?

Your existence is sheer futility,

Therefore shown apathy.

Do you know that your labour

Mixes your title to dust?

Just a trouble maker

Selfish to your lust.

Do you know of Karma?

She shall pay you back.

Then you will know of drama,

Your soul coal black.


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