Walking walking we were walking,
Running running they were running,
It was a race,
They were talking,
We never knew that,
thought they were Joking,

Dynamic is world,
Habit it is,
We are getting whirled,
warped it is,

Tonight and tomorrow,
We are insatiable,
More guilt we borrow,
We are blamable,

A never ending Hunger,
A darkness inside,
Both are asunder,
yet so much alike,

A monstrosity,
Commits an atrocity,
No matter how splintered,
or how much Stygian,
We try to be lingered,
we remain Euclidian,

We crave and crave,
so much for power,
We start to become knave,
we never care what we devour,

Nay we say,
Nay we do,
Power it is,
Nay come true,

We want to remain shall it be,
More power we crave more shall we,
This is our will so mote it be,
thy get the desires,
thy won't see,







© S.Ali