Suffer and bad people
Get away with their
Acts.
People keep saying
That.
But who's good and
Who's bad?
The rich?
Crooks with silver spoons,
Bloody thieves in
Glass castles.
Haughty, immoral and
Not generous?
The poor?
Lazy with life,
Vices and bad behaviour.
The karma of past life has
Catched up to them?
We're perfectly
Positioned, aren't we??
Not too high,
Not too low.
From here, we can
Look down and up,
To shift the blame on
Both sides.
Everyone is guilty,
except us. Isn't it?
Everyone cheats fate,
except us.
Everyone is stained,
except us.
This knack for
Self justification,
As the moral compass
Always radiates out-
We shall draw a
Halo around our
Heads one day and
Worship the mirror
That always shows
A flawed image of
Others.
Perhaps that's how
All religions evolved.
And nations-
We polished and the
Mirrors got so bright-
A collective consensus
Of not looking within
Evolved, till the dirt
Always seemed
Elsewhere.