Hoax Lie Hurt

a poem by Jayati

Hoax lay on the wall flat
Straight face feed words, lies
Thunder strike at honest attempt
Name the same, “Peace gab”
Mischief makers garb of envy
Reflect atavism, lengthy.
Will, never learn to be healthy
In thought words and mind.
No this is no civilisation
Of humankind.
But racketeers
selling and
dealings in weapons
for an unholy living.
Attempting on the mind
Having failed to capture
The bodies – tender and mild;
Inflict psycho torture cause
damage to the human.
Disaster unavoidable?
Surely not, the moment
There’s no stop to this
Pretension of being
A perfect gentlemen!