Stray thought!

I just don’t hate this place

Not by any chance nor by any means

I don’t hate the people either

They are just another innocent bunch

Naïve ones I say!

Who surrender to everyone, every being

Mistaking evil for good

With a faith, a hope that conjures them up

The great Gurkhas,

Is now, just another piece of story!
Story applauding to our auditory canal

Nonetheless no more existent
Replaced by the cosmetic of every other act!
Act of not a single being
But each one of us!!

Equal on the part of power holders
And those of us who keep them, choose them!

Bogus, is everything!

And who do we blame

Another pass the buck game, is that all?

I don’t deny how sick I am with the system

How pathetic everything makes me feel

This remorse cannot be worsened further

But beneath every disguise, there still remains the hope

That belief that things will turn right

Things will find their way

If not today at least on the days to come by

We will get what we deserve

After having gone through all this pain

I hope that all this time we were being groomed

Groomed to embrace happiness with all our hearts

Keeping our haughtiness, if any, apart!!