A Lament

Kindness, there is no need for it
In the pursuits of the world
Kindness, there is no place for it
In the harshness of the soul
Kindness, laid away
Kindness, what use of it we say
So alien we keep it at bay
Never have much need of it today

In its place what do we have
Cruel words and heartlessness
In nastiness and spite we laugh
We border around maliciousness
We thrive in putting others down
So to raise ourselves in loftiness
Wear a facade we thought a crown
Stride in pride, such wantonness

What a world we live in
But do we find ourselves staging
The same dreadful game
The same frightful maim

Copyright © 2006 Pearlie Ng