Life's a play scripted before the creation
of you and I, penned down by Ambition,
Edited by Dogmatism and directed by Greed.
Our cues mystify both the cast and the crew-
Some lines we memorise,
Some we extemporise.
Slowly this melodrama is turning into a horror.
We are fracturd by the truth
Though aspirant to slander an sabotage.
The plausible of arguments are rendered abominable,
The cruelty in us is not imperceptible
And the celerity at which we fluctuate
Is faster than the speed of light.
We are assiduous in rendering help and destroy,
Efficacious in landind ourselves facade
Of sensitivity though derisive.
'Rest assured', we say
And conceal instead of revealing,
Divulge instead of discretion.
Stella Sisanda Qishi
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