THE SOCIAL INTROSPECT

A lot plays out in a society where the values are shattered From top down; trickles mess that leaves one in awesome wonder Once a corner that occupied children receiving knowledge based tutorials The next time you are going there Or you want to peep over Please take cover or a dark eye glass For you might become shocked! When you see kids exercising disdainful acrobatics All in the name of the dictation of a tune; That tells them to Practicalise the devil’s scroll Of doing the disgustful; just at the corner!!! But where are the ones who should shield our future? Mama is busy dancing disgracefully to the rhythm of the same tune in the market square Papa; doesn’t mind; they are 21 st century kids and they’ve got to dance to popular tunz The young mind has been battered Our norms have been shattered Our direction has become scattered Our moral consciousness has suffered Just at new turn of a corner. Where are the sounds of old? Th

With hands and legs garnering momentum and strength to start the race The toddler picks upon the platform of consistency He takes his first step All, wear beautiful smiles; non as vibrant as the sister of nature                                        He starts the course of which he seeks reconnection to the source that teleported him He is faced with an army of fine tuners The lot of multitude who wants to strike a stroke on his tabula rasa They even placed an identity tag on him, The battle between the instinctual and the moulders He gets fine-tuned; the Lot buys him an identity Now he has got to wear the moulders dress on nature’s given clay He begins to meet like mind folks and starts to reassess the dress he has been given He observes that some dresses though similar; had some colourful variations in retrospection But he doesn’t mind; he dips His hands into gold sacks made for him by Mother Nature He discovers some rough shinning stones; thoug