All Ears

a poem by Jayati

Shoulder to shoulder
In this rat race treat at par
“I am the best.”
“No you aren’t.”
“Sorry forgot.”
Come let’s fight.
Force retreat, left right.
Establish fact, “Might is right.”
Silly fool stuck in a cesspool.
Our world need to be tread.
Surpass – win, defeat
We mice in space
Stop petty case.
Invite, unite at
all religion’s feast
throughout years
on earth, wiping tears.
In love and compassion, all ears.