Am lost, and in strife
Trying to find figures n features
To help me understand what it is life
I've become a wonder-er who wonders
Taking any path, any path that will give answers
You like we did in maths
Answers of what life has become
All that was good is gone
Replaced by all that is bad
Fights are allover
Even among the birds
All love is lost
And the little that is left has become a game
A game like that of thrones
Money is the Ace and the kingmaker
A fat wallet and u will wear crowns as many
Faithfulness is scant
Like any other games it has its game-cheats
Its like there are forces, unseen yet so strong
Pulling n pushing
Only to one direction that of falsehood
Now Everybody is in the neighborhood
There is nothing to celebrate
Some are too weak to even make ends meet
Yet others throw parties every other week end
Shades have become so many
Grey has now fifty
And they are all over
Nothing looks familiar not anymore
Not even our sisters faces
We even wearing shades of all sorts
I guess to see things in a shoddy-shady perspective
The streets are no longer safe
The streetlights are just but highlights
And nothing seems right
Even the beggars now look mean
Life has become so insecure
We fear our own shadows
We no longer sure of anything
Not even ourselves
We take selfies every now and then
Add captions just in case
What exactly has become of life?!!
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