In common life suppressed by routine

In common life suppressed by routine,
I live at basic level at the bottom.
Like childish items in an ancient tin,
The real treasure's hidden and forgotten.
 
The serious affairs of the world
Deny the truth at their own peril;
Meticulousness is the new resort
For best of us (the cherish'd place of devil).
 
How can this change? Most likely, it cannot.
The current trends will only gain in power.
Those who don't fit will be just dragg'd and brought
To death or compromise, devoid of valour.
 
I have no hope for this forsaken world,
It is too bad for serving a higher plot.
 
13.10.2016


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