Narrow Road Ahead

Beware the road ahead is narrow
Simulates the small marrow
Into which if one sees
Lies the heap of grieves
Cos all around I hear
Is insecurity and fear
Not because of condition being gloomy
But the society in anomie
The crime is on upsurge
And the days begin with dirge
Mornings are without sunshine
Night always whines
Cold war is still on
As ill effects impinge upon
The scene in front is obscure
And religion is hardly left pure
How can we trust others
When we are deceived by brothers
Now we need a saviour
Cos its wrong to go by behavior
In such a brouhaha
I am in search of tranquility
And to the best of our ability
We would walk through the narrow road
Cos this is the only way to our abode…