Parody
Indian Shore
(With apology to Arnold's 'Dover Beach')
The sea is calm tonight,
But on the land
Lies restless fear,
And on the streets
Stalk evil and dark deeds —
Lying, cheating, stealing, robbing,
Stabbing, shooting, grenade-lobbing.
The sea of faith
Was once a soothing balm,
But now the so-called 'faith'
Only brings contention, superstition,
Fanaticism, and terrorism.
Are the leaders' hearts
Made of lead and stone?
In their power game
They scatter rage and hate
With not a thought for the people's fate.
Ah, Love, let us not grow
Too close together,
Lest we care for one another
And feel bad to exploit each other.
For what is life, unless
One can further one's ambition, and climb
Up and up the success ladder
By standing on another's shoulder?
What is love worth?
After all, what matter most
Are power and wealth.
What if one's soul be lost?
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5 comments:
Ah, Love, let us not grow
Too close together,
Lest we care for one another
And feel bad to exploit each other.
Wish I'd written that!
You do much better than that, daydreambeliever.
Ah I love parodies. And phew, what a relief to read Indian shore and not Mizo shore. Too much negativity around these parts gets to me
True, Calliopia. Fighting off depression at things around us is a major challenge. But then, if we look hard enough, the good and the positive are also there. As someone puts it "The roses in the backyard are as real as the trash heap on the roadside."
True, Calliopia. Fighting off depression at things around us is a major challenge. But then, if we look hard enough, the good and the positive are also there. As someone puts it "The roses in the backyard are as real as the trash heap on the roadside."
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