Shacks Of Reality Poem by Tara Acharya

Every day engulfed in fear

Every sleep ends in nightmare



Every soul cries and pleads

Scars of the past always bleed



Burdened souls roam the ground

Until they find a soul to hound



Hunger, rape, killing, terror

the world is filled with horror



Is this the world I dreamt?

Is this what my child inherit?



whose creation is this?

what's the meaning in this?



The shacks of reality

With the core of brutality