There is not a single suicide
All are actually homicide
Have we ever thought?
Who is responsible to create an ambiance?
To
trigger one to lose his or her mental balance
Afterwards
what an insane do
Should
we accuse them of their act as impromptu?
Have
we ever seen a born insane
Then
why should we accuse one
Who
failed to maintain a status-quo with élan?
Is
it his or her flaw?
For
which they are subjected to our claw
Are
not we brazen
To
label them as insane
Is
it not our lackadaisical trait?
For
which suicide being termed as ignominious fret!
How
sad it is!
When
one conclude his life, unable to handle his crisis
He
may be in the brink of despondence
To
ignore his crisis, does it justify our prudence?
Across
the world
People
are opting notion
This
might have appeared as emerald
Dedicating
themselves with utmost devotion
Never
bothered what infamy there are harboring
Humanity
is losing its tune, none is inspiring for singing
Causing
mayhem to many
Infamy
they only breed in agony!
We
truly need a sensible sanctuary
Where
almighty God can only discard our unpredictable obituary
We
born to live and let live
Not
to conclude life for few eccentrics hype
Our
only intention to create a vibe
Where
all can sing a song for humanity with pride.
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