We wanted to be left alone,
Now we want company.
We nagged for personal space,
We want to be around many.
Were we made to bond,
Or were we made to detach?
This is the mystery of life,
From Adam and Eve to the latest batch.
We cursed that paradise was lost,
When Adam bit the apple.
How long it is taking us
To restore this planet, is a baffle.
We use up everything earth gives us.
We spare not a single resource.
And now look at us isolating,
Like forbidden prisoners behind trap doors.
Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 6:34 AM UTC
We wanted to be left alone,
Now we want company.
We nagged for personal space,
We want to be around many.
Were we made to bond,
Or were we made to detach?
This is the mystery of life,
From Adam and Eve to the latest batch.
We cursed that paradise was lost,
When Adam bit the apple.
How long it is taking us
To restore this planet, is a baffle.
We use up everything earth gives us.
We spare not a single resource.
And now look at us isolating,
Like forbidden prisoners behind trap doors.
Took a walk yesterday. The emptiness inspired me to express a few words into this poem. Do share your thoughts 🙏🏼
