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Chandy Sep 2020
We can make the world
Or break it further
Emptying our rage and worry
Onto a rock
Drifting through space
We can change the world
Then I see:
Decay
Trash, up to the knees
Paper bags flowing in a breeze
No more do I think
We can make the world
Instead
We can take away the world.
Chandy Sep 2020
Time goes onward
Things may change
But the root of all problems
Stays the same
Chandy Sep 2020
Be afraid
Of the man
Who has lost everything
For when you lose something
His sympathy will turn to battle malice
Alice fell down the hole
But, he embraced it
And lost self-control.
Chandy Sep 2020
How much inspiration-
In a desolate world
Has been given out
By corporate masses?
Chandy Sep 2020
Picked up the phone
Just to call you
...
Why?
Even a lock has transparency.
Chandy Sep 2020
Easy as pie?
Harder than fudge.
Difficult to come by:
A judge with no grudge
Chandy Sep 2020
Struck down by time
Perfunctory
We all chase the days away
While begging for more
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