As the day sets
The world is moving fast
The evening race starts
Tired feet and clustered streets
Men as ants in traffic trails
Running to their homely holes
The epilogue of another day
Of many hopeful hopes
No apprise about the next diorama
We never knew about the drama
Yet we acted our parts in astigmia
Forever to suffer from insomnia
One car in one piece
Evil chemistry set to destroy peace
Reactions in sparking spree
An ignition and a sound screamed
Then the world paused
Like a scene from the matrix
Chaos in slow motion
Echoes of inaudible sounds
Screams from frozen time
Reverberating grounds
Shocks from the epicentre
Death is the orchestra
Playing organ pieces
The end of alimony
A very sober harmony
Of how blood and tissues
Now litter like faeces
Torched people in amplified pain
Hell has visited earth’s plain
Our mountains are in flames
Religion is blamed
But man is the true devil.
