Redemption rare ?

 Times have changed,

indeed they have: 

one often sees the 

pot calling the kettle black !

Wonder when good 

sense vanished & where? 

Everything suddenly vaporised,

in diaphanous thin air.

The haze is heavy, blinding:

overpowering one & all; 

debate, dissent are rare. 

In a crevice along the bend,

erupts a tender tendril: 

brave, feisty & bare !

Rearing it’s tiny head, 

raring to go & ensnare:

just awaiting the spunk to tell 

the pot & the kettle, 

how they are both dark & devious: 

beyond redemption & repair.

Times have changed, 

indeed they have. 

#Srkmusings

Comments

Nuzba Rangrej said…
Beautiful poem on the dark and the kettle.I agree with it.And indeed.
Suverchala said…
Thank you Nuzba for appreciating the poem.

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