We are blinded. We are broken. We are apathetic. We have failed. We have lost. We are lost. Are we human?
Yet again, we have failed as a country, as humankind. Asifa has just reignited this discourse, that had gone dormant for the longest time. How do we live with ourselves after knowing people like us, you and me, are capable of something so heinous? How do we live at all?...
So, I literally fished this out of my old notebook from when I was thirteen, for a good old throwback/ cringe. It's cliched, it's predictable yet we're all suckers for being told this stuff, aren't we? Imagine all the grandmothers in the world get together to recite this to you.
World Grandmother Association
P.S.: Also, this poem was initially called, 'Enter Cliche Here', just fyi....
Delusion, Denial, Demur and Distress
I couldn't handle all that mess.
I couldn't make it, why you thought I didn't care, I don't know,
I did, more than you could ever think of, I simply couldn't show....