Traahi Traahi

[Nikunj Bansal]

Man tramples man,
In his quest for supremacy,
Man kills man.

When man gets trampled by man,
He goes home and molests woman.

His children watch wide teary eyed,
They feel the pain, million pins punching in their gooey heart.

They grow old and can't feel normal emotions. They find it hard to comprehend happiness. Normalcy returns when pain strikes back.

In hate, they find comfort.
In solitude, they party.
In logic, they find answers.

What's done can't be undone,
They know and yet don't
They try and weep but no words drop.

Man beseeches man,
Am I not exactly like you?
Aren't we both minor abberations from the ideal man, the superman?

I am God, claims man,
I give birth, claims man,
Without me, there is no man.

In this tussle we live our deaths,
Alive, we are not; satisfied, we are not. We can't be happy, so we'll ensure no one is.

Round and round, life goes on,
Sick and tired, God too is gone,
What's left is me and my words,
No one listening, is anyone listening?

Nods and no answers,
Just nods and no answers.