Transformation ~ Poem by M. Asim Nehal

In days of yore, when passions ran high
and sentiments were raw and nigh
humans turned to beasts, with nary a sigh
their hatred flamed, and humanity did die
the world was torn, the fabric frayed
as humans turned on each other, day by day
their anger and fear, a toxic brew
that left behind a trail of sorrow and woe

In the recent past, it is seen very often
how humans turn to animal so soon
the sentiments rubbed in wrong way
Ignites the hatred putting humanity to shame
time and again this was seen everywhere in world
Black Vs White, Religion Vs Religion, Region Vs Regions
Oh what a shame!

World with humans seems a curse now
where blood flows on little reasons
a place where religion ignites hatred…
and jealousy the loot

But hope remains, a glimmer of light
a chance for change, a new beginning in sight
for love and compassion, a beacon bright
that can heal the wounds of the past, and bring us to the light.