This Is How The World Works

As I am lying on the hospital bed

With broken arm and injured head

I have lost my job that I worked so hard for

Where the boss didn’t think twice before showing me the door

I remembered what my mother used to say

On whose words of wisdom I used to bray

She used to say in this world which is a delusion

To stay alive son, we need an illusion

We wait our entire life for that one chance

But when we get it at last, we have long lost our stance

We don’t even realize the arrival of these winds of change

Where we never think twice before handing over our pride and dignity in exchange

And after giving all that we have got to reach the top

All of us have long forgotten how to stop

She said this isn’t your fault

We humans live only to exalt

Ironic is the word that defines life

Because with a smile on our lips from within we strife

We are hypocrites you know

When our own houses are made of glass at others’ stones we throw

Pain is the boon that can set us free

Or is a bane that can only result in misery.

Never ever forget son, however loud may be the noise

You won’t be able to ignore your heart’s voice

And in world made by Lord’s hands

It takes a devil to make amends

We exercise caution over foes, who we think, are the worst

And yet the person closest to you betrays you first

Good choice is keeping distance you see

Because before strangers, your fake pals will flee.

Hate, despair, envy and cruelty are feared foremost

Yet love is the thing that hurts the most

And son, despite all your quirks

This is how the world works!