Forlorn Humanity

Capitalist turns sole face toward the superpower Rich are busy to increase status in cheering beer Bourgeois cannot go to the lower and higher Poor runs as meteor and becomes soul of bier The treasure of mercy stays aside untouched Scream of sinner falsely makes virtuous march Failure groans on despondency dawn to dusk In this world everyone lives in opportunist mask Borrowed wailing survives everywhere in bogus pulse rate For the luxury meditations the patience of time ruminate Poor to capitalist- everyone lives in falcon sight of poor For unknown ladder-power everywhere they run as unsure Busy; busy everyone in the density of own business Humanity is forlorn child in everyone's hearty press - Chittagong, Bangladesh