Metamorphosis

When I was hurled,
Into this fucking world

I came face to face,
With the ugly human race

But then I grew up,
No longer the stupid pup

The energy of the youth,
Brash and uncouth
Ready to go anywhere
And punch out a tooth

The time was a bitch,
Hatred everywhere

Everybody was nobody
And nobody cared

I thought I’d change it all,
Determined to stand tall

But then I met temptation
And overcame all hesitation

And became an animal like them

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Black ain’t beautiful

Fighting all odds,
He moved past the point of no return,
It was a world of success,
Of hatred which could burn

It needed strength,
It needed will,
It needed strategy,
And the spirit to kill

Fake smiles and fake souls
And handshakes with arseholes

The truth is bitter
The truth is black
A stab at success means
To stab in the back

Destiny be damned,
For the damned make their own destiny
Their strength remains, the soul doesn’t
Hell remains, it’s coal doesn’t

But will he see the light?
Will take on those demons?
Will he ever triumph?
Or will it be too late?

Had he moved past that point of no return?

Copyright By Manas Gupta