We laugh at the sick and the old <br />we laugh at all suffering the cold <br />such a pity, our hearts have never wept <br />for we have been pushed into the deepest depth. <br /> <br />Oh! such a pity, we laugh with a lie <br />we laugh at people, even as they die <br />we laugh at all with a pitiful gaunt <br />lost in deserts which forever haunt.<br /><br />Akshay Srinivasan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-dark-hearts-of-thought/
