A plea

Dear Society

When the journey of life begins,

I hold your tender pink little fingers

to tend you with love, nurture with fondness 

and lead you to face the wider world.

I teach you compassion, benevolence 

and worth to all.

I instil strength, for you to stand tall

when the harsh winds blow strong.

I embrace you, till you blossom 

and soar like a butterfly

leaving your cocoon behind.

When I chanced to peep into your wider world

I shuddered and retreated with fright.

An abyss of falsehood, deceit, revulsion

and cold hearts seething in envy and disdain.

Is this what I moulded

I succumb

It is me who has failed.