Scarcity <br />An illusory excuse. <br /> <br />Shortage <br />Is just another word <br />For scarcity. <br /> <br />Poverty cries <br />While hoarders hoard <br />Capitalists smile. <br /> <br />Politic ticks <br />And politicians are pigs <br />Together they capitalize <br />The hoarders’ antic. <br /> <br />Everywhere slums <br />Are swelling with nasty smell <br />Modernization comes <br />Caressing the downtrodden <br />Letting them slip and sleep by the drain. <br /> <br />Education has become a privilege <br />Selected few rides through <br />The rest groan in pain of neglect <br />By the very government, they voted. <br /> <br />color and religion still matters <br />For one to climb in relieve <br />Yet the world talks of globalisation <br />With fragmented words, and looks. <br /> <br />The one God we called Creator <br />Is missing forever <br />Fearing for human insanity. <br /> <br />The neglected ones <br />Warring for survival. <br /> <br />When will this come to and end? <br />And, the philosopher said <br />“Nay, this is the world” <br />“It’s perfect” <br />“God is great”. <br /> <br />A small child cries <br />Parents murdered <br />By humanity. <br /> <br />©cyclopseven. All rights reserved 270608.<br /><br />cyclopseven Ram<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/world-as-it-is/
