Shadows and Dust
Trust is a delusion; hope over experience.
Love, conditional and transient.
In a world of ‘What’s in it for me?’
Humanity succumbs to expedience.
There is no coin that will kiss you like it means it.
No gold will hold you at soul’s leaving.
Tokens of wealth are never tokens of worth.
But it’s an illusion so many believe in.
There is a world unframed by edge of a screen,
Where your non-pixel self might be judged.
Where hate can never diminish hate,
Any more than love can diminish love.