What Men have made of men?

The title has been inspired from the poem, Written in early spring, by William Wordsworth. Man seems to have crossed the threshold of being human and has become so much cruel. This poem is my reaction to the increasing abuse and rape of women, who most deserve love, care and affection.

I write this with a sense of disbelief

and a feeling of amalgamated shame

My thoughts are smeared in grief

with a tinge of anger flame

 

How can you be proud of a nation

where women get misrep

In the chart of social evolution

we have been taking a toddler step

Mankind is now a misnomer

for Man has stopped being kind

and these thoughts around my mind hover

to help protect nature's best find

Man has shed his human-ness

and set the beast let loose

Strong laws and quick justice

how long can we afford to snooze?

If you say its the attire

that makes a man instigate

In all the sense of satire

I wish you a better fate

We kill her even before she plays the game

to every mother's sigh

We forget its the men to blame

who gave the X and wh'Y'

Lets do something to make them feel abash

and resort to deal them tough

I wish God could use a cache

and punish them quick enough

We have waited more than we should

and we cant do it longer

It's time we join hands and stood

against men who are less men and more ogre

lets spread the love most sought

and help her as she is shaken

let's all sit down and give a thought

and let the humane feelings reawaken

As this poem draws to an end

I hope men stop being sick

I ask for their ways to mend

to every tom, harry and DICK

-Sayee Balaji