Pain for Change

So lonely and abysmally dismal
Grotesque is the postmodern personality
No love for the humanity
And live virtual

Let it be short and we meet in heaven—
As I fear the long life
The other world, I believe, there be no strife--
Between the continents and cultures in vain

Let the human live with human
Not the poor by adulation and the rich by fraudulence
The irrevocable mistake of the creation has a solution
I believe not in here but somewhere unseen

I invite the apocalypse that terrifies—
The earth to engender the peace
Innocuous be the other world with grace
All those exploited, it fortifies.

Earth endures all that hostility
As a mother endures the pain of episiotomy
We shall give way to the change of possibility--
To await redemption for the suffering humanity!