Leprosy of Modern Times
Leprosy of Modern Times
I live in the world baptised as Modern
On street a pauper with leprosy of Time
And in houses huge with leprosy of Mind
Slowly rapidly it is covering the whole street
First house, then men and soul indeed
No place to rescue, no way to stop
Deeper and deeper it kills and chopped
A long silence which does not soothe,
But we give it name 'Solitude'
Life is dull, life is crude
Chained with loneliness
Leprosy of Modern Times!!!