Why is there so much anarchy and blood
among humankind all across the world?
Does it matter where it flows or from whom
would it ever be orange, green or blue!
Still the shadows of a line never seen
or the blessings of a faith never found
make yours appear so different from mine.
Why is there such a race where each of us
must beat the others in everything?
Does it matter if you have lost or won
would it let you be an immortal one!
Still the craving for a bliss never seen
and promises made in a hollow dream
make us run with our eyes closed for dear life.
Perhaps the birth of a messiah is close.
Perhaps an apocalypse or may be
the Armageddon itself is at hand
and seems until then this chaos never ends.