The world started to surge with audience,
Who were keen on spectating utter disobedience,
We often brush it off and ignore,
Hoping for another to come and score,
We failed to voice out,
Assumming someone would do the lookout,
We stand at the sides witnessing injustice,
Wishing for somebody to do the nobel practice,
We mummbled to ourselves asking why's everyone so passive,
Forgetting to understand that we ourself are quite dismissive,
Its said that its easier said then done,
And hence we keep blaming it on everyone,
Being an audience was never a crime,
But is it who we want to be for the rest of our lifetime?
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A Poetaster's Poems
الشعرThis book is a collections of my poems. And I am delighted to share them with you'll!
