" We
are a society that only cares about the hungry when they are voters and only
cares about the naked when they are women."
~Ahmed
Negm
We all, call ourselves a society,
don’t care much
Contemn change, adore status quo in all its entirety
Feeble feeling ‘care’ is, not an overwhelming
one as such
So easily buried, forgotten, easily
observed but ignored
We grieve, can do anything for rejoice
and reprieve
Only for ones we know and love, or
being loved.
Indifference is well fed to us, we
ain’t neutral by chance
When have our eyes reflected back
the reality in entirety?
It does when something gross or
gruesome dances
Rest all to be seen is left for
somewhile perchances
We live in an unseen bubble where
all’s fine and good
Unaware of all which can render us
weltered in glances.
Look for it, where that care, empathic
heart has gone?
Lock it when you find it, before it
has for forever gone.
