Out of Control

 

A few words

We all claim that we are responsible as the world citizens. We also claim that this world is ours. But how much are we correct, how much are we honest to our claims? Time has proven that we not only betray ourselves but also our world, our nature, our environment and our earth altogether. There was a time when we used to be tyrants by defiling our earth. Did we ever think about the aftermaths of our acts, of our attitude, of our dishonesty and of our ugly selves? Well, we are in the same track at present as well. Now the time has come when we are supposed to get everything back like a boomerang. None other than we contaminated the living earth. Now it’s time for us to be paid back in every regard. Yes, now we have been ensnared as a whole. Still, we can be given a chance. But how? Yes, we should follow the right track of virtue; we need to change our hearts right now.

 

The poem—“Out of Control”

Summer’s scorching heat

Takes away rhyme and beat.

We lose our mind;

Is summer so unkind?

We all lose our reason

In such a furnace-prison;

Crying for rescue, “Help! Help!”,

We try to touch the rainy elf.

Does she listen? Does she?

No? She dances in ecstasy?

Time has come, time has come

To pay us back with its sum.

We played our roles long before—

Love for love, sore for sore.

We reap what we sow;

Can’t keep what’s to go.

One day, we practised tyranny;

Now it’s time to accept destiny.

Virtue is virtue; vice is vice;

We can’t control the rolling dice.