Insane and hopeless are we
Stolid, ready to succumb, to flee
Inhuman and insensible chaps
Weak, pallid, even our words are craps
Shouting, screaming, manifesting rage
Though hiding our weakness throughout the age
Demonstrating in savage and fierce way
Albeit, from this juggernaut, the real motto is far away
She was crying, we were sleeping
Even in dreams, it was greed, we were reaping
Again next morning, we are wandering
Seeking new preys, new plans, we are pondering
In buses, in trains and every possible place
How much it troubles the girl, never mind, we chase
We are gazing, razzing, indulging in teasing
For us it’s the fun, all is pleasing
In our minds, dissolved is the grin
And we are busy to entertain our whim
Never introspect, never thoughtful are we
Just busy in observing, where ever is she
Morally and mentally, we are stolid and numb
Under our weakness, we readily succumb
Never want to help someone, never wish to be humane
But continuously debate over her growth, her pain
Stuck up on oxymoron statements, fake ostentations
Ready to forget all, getting busy in fun, celebrations
