I want to say to all the people
that I am angry, angry all the time
but nary a reason, nor a rhyme
I see bhakts going ram-ram
while fighting in the the name of god and religion
all the time
I see them ignorantly doing a crime, makes me angry
with nary a reason, nor a rhyme
I see people endlessly suppressing themselves,
crippling themselves with the name of spirituality
Makes me angry everytime
with nary a reason, nor a rhyme.
I see pretenders and idiots alike going around pretending to be wise
makes me angry, yet pity them at the same time
with nary a reason, nor a rhyme.
I see people afraid to live, explore and enjoy life as it is
makes me angry and sad at the same time.
with nary a reason, nor a rhyme.
I see my parents sick and stuck in a loop of diseases from which they can be free anytime
Makes me Angry, all the time.
with nary a reason, nor a rhyme.
I see herds of fools believing in idiots of Guru whom they believe to be god among men with their blind faith all the time
Makes me angry and look down on them all the time.
With nary a reason, nor a rhyme.
I am angry, angry all the time.
but such is my anger
With nary a reason nor a rhyme.
just venting, had a idea for a small poem so I spit it out rather than keeping it with me.
for sharing!