Alexa,What's with the world?

​The world as I see

It is divided into you and me.

Color whichever color do you choose

Red is the color of the bruised.

Try if you must with white, brown or black

All that it leaves is a deep widening crack.

Green, Saffron, Blue or Red

Each color has been misread.

Color whichever color do you choose

Red is the color of the bruised.

Male, female and in-between

Struggling for their pride and preen.

Oppression and suppression

Judgments and labels

Shame and conflict

Who does it enable?

The world as I see

It is divided into you and me.

You have it all, I have it none

Between your warm soup and my stale bun

The bright sun shines gold on you

The chilly wind tears my bone through

Your little one walks to school in an ironed skirt

I dig for mine in the pile of dirt.

The world as I see

It is divided into you and me.

Australian skies have turned smoky red

Life in Delhi hangs by a thread

The Amazon fire continues to roll

My palate craves for the meatballs

Once over here, a river flowed

They cut the trees and built a road

It just keeps getting hotter and hotter

A world war awaits for a drop of water.

Ignore if you want

But you cannot disagree

The world as I see

It is divided into you and me.

You stick to your fences and I stick to mine

‘Hope’ they say finds its way to shine

Through bleeding tunnels and alleys dark

Through mutilated bodies the luminous spark

Gleams through the acidic sky

Can we say-We will not try.