Our Own World

Where luck becomes important than labour,
Where hard work diminishes in front of favour
Where fate and destiny make people crown-holders
Where deserving people.....
Sit aside shrugging their shoulders.

This is the world in which we live
And this is the fate which I hate.

Where poor are nued,hungry and tired
Where rich play with money,are adored and admired.
Where talent is crushed,raped & murdered,
Where dreams in lively eyes are shattered.

This is the world in which we live
And this is the fate which I hate.


Where money is the pivot of revolving Earth
Where relations are fading,losing their worth.
Where eye for an eye,tooth for a tooth
Are the things people practise.
Where a brother kills his brother
and for profit people play dirty tactics.

This is the world in which we live
And this is the fate which I hate.


Where only power and paisa rule the mind
Where people now only....pretend to be kind
Where feelings evaporate &love is frozen
Sympathy,charity are teh tools none has chosen.

This is the world in which we live
And this is the fate which I hate.


This is the fate which I hate....
The fate of being such a person
Who knows what all is happening around
But is still.....
Deaf and dumb towards it.......