Irony of Life

Daybreak and it’s dawn of a new day;
as flora and fauna rejoice afresh
In the designs of creation and life’s way;
like the confusion of bonded mesh

A new day starts for many souls;
some in normalcy, some astray
It’s merely a place of flesh and ghouls;
still some are in complete disarray

In one place life accords abundance;
while in another it robs and plunders
In one place it’s sunny with no reluctance;
then over the horizon rain and thunder

In one home the cries of a newborn;
while in another death and sorrow
In one abode a bounty of grain and corn;
but in another destitution and no tomorrow

Many are blessed with security and shelter;
they reap plentifully and waste thoughtlessly
No far away rule poverty and helter skelter;
hunger, butchery, war and sheer misery

The weak and minute run from the mighty;
lest they become fodder and harshly trodden
No matter, for there’re always those more weighty;
they peck at will and devour with blood sodden

Single men are worth a million others;
no tether they are overwhelmed by avarice
Their meals worth a thousand portions of others;
strangely they still espouse injury and malice

Some preach selfless love, charity and devotion;
some promulgate war, destruction and obliteration
Some born frail, no limbs and need contraption;
some powerful, agile and speedy in mobilization

Those whose power wields such supremacy;
a single cruel word worth thousands of lives
But many whose shouts unheard, is normalcy;
some slaughtered yet somewhere a baby survives Protected content

There are those seeking cures for longevity;
still some slumber meekly awaiting death’s call
Others may exist in oblivion and marginal sanity;
but seeking eternal life here is the irony of it all