Poison

There is poison in the air we breathe
There is poison in the food we eat
There is poison now in the mind of men
There is poison in the writer’s pen

Poison may spew from the way you talk
Poison is shown when you strut and walk
Poison is there when you gossip about others
Poison is visible when you stab your own brothers

Poison in your heart when avarice is there

And you covet, but do not want to share

Poison in minds of leaders of our world

Poison in the hearts when missiles are hurled

Wherever you turn, poison is there

World is bereft of Sympathy and care

Let’s realize that we are sealing our doom

Unless we find a cure very soon