Wait until compass points at you


It’s like the city is dead
There is sun and the sunshine
There are vehicles downsides
There are buildings but in silence
I wonder where the birds are

The city will soon rise into chaos
And into unknown delusion
Of ego and competition
There will be rush
& there will be fight

Well
Among them will be writers, poets
And story tellers
With an aim to aware people
Of love, brotherhood and togetherness
Of the borderless states

While the countries are preparing for war
And genocides
And dead people ignoring this fact
Not raising their voices
Because Bollywood and Hollywood exists
Because TV and soap operas exists
And people don’t have time
They feel safer in their nests
Watching politicians to make important decisions
On their behalf
huh...

Well wait
Wait until the compass points at you

Wait…

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