Dreams

Dreams

Distortions, in the wake of disaster

An abstract alley full of darkness

Naked humans, underfed children

Dark gouged eyes, just short of carcass.

Food a distant dream, never fructified

Endurance of pain through ravages of time

Rain and winter both rips them apart

Comforts sought, life cheaper than a dime.

A few rags everyday keeps the hearth burning

Couple of mouths lies parched and dry

Here we talk of filth and dirt

They, forget all and give it a try.

Effluent and pollution gets priority

Plans afoot, to banish them all

We talk of greener and cleaner future

And there live take its toll.

Our sons and daughters rise and run

Fixed goals and bright ambition

They stand and stare without a tomorrow

Picking rags from our houses and mansion

Dreams they see and stare at future

But, few can afford to remember

Today is a challenge and so be it

Yesterday offers nothing to ponder.