Sometimes things could be simpler
But many chose to make it difficult
It is easy
To form perceptions
To behave with certain behaviour
And justify it with
"Oh! Surely it's a misunderstanding"
In the hope that
People remain stupid
And wither away
When the things matter most happened
It will be an anti-climax
No point
No more relevancy
Lackasaidal
Refuse to yield
Refuse to relook
Refuse to accept
Refuse to put a little bit of effort
To understand
Selfish society
We marched to work
Juggling our time
Into making it on time
We looked around
We saw troubled faces
Apathy everywhere
Everything soon marginalised
As we have facebook to update
And Viagra to stock
So we brushed off whatever it was
And we would stoically raised our head up high
Adjusting our coats and ties
And its business as usual
When our children come running to us
With deep moral questions
We gave them a look
And put the best possible answers
Eventhough deep down we knew
We seldom practised what we believe
But never we forget to hope
That they would grow up someday
Becoming a better version of us
Ignorance is bliss
Thus follow our bliss
