The World Of Falsehood

They have eaten so much ill gotten things That they have forgotten that they are human beings On the mirror they never see their faces, jaundiced So with curled lips shout lies after lies Their lungs are coloured Hearts are coal fields Absorb all No light no reflection As if they are born on deception Or their parents never wanted them Perhaps they are the results of defective condom Being condemned at birth they think it is their right To hoard to sleep to eat and to make pollution Their minds are so poor That they can not distinguish What is false what is truth This type of life is a waste, a curse But the fun is that they do not know If you tell them they grunt and screech In this world I live and yet never I fear Io bear the torch of truth And in all pain I learn how to laugh In this world of falsehood