Even though i feel that i exist
I am almost shelled in a cyst
And my feelings can't escape
Being now of the solid shape
Now i'm turning like the stone
Concerned about only my own
By looking at the other's plight
It does not affect my insight
And my emotion don't unwind
Even with eyes i am like blind
Listening to groans and cries
My perception doesn't suffice
To other's weakness and fears
For i am deaf even with ears
Evil that we dislike and detest
We don't oppose and protest
Either silent, else voice meek
Though not dumb, i don't speak
As the others suffer and greive
Conscience doesn't conceive
Towards the request and appeal
Its ignorance and i don't feel
So much engrossed in own self
for world, our thoughts shelve
Selfishly we build around fences
Confining all the humane senses
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