The Call of Humanity

For once, let's forget our identities.

Let's purge ourselves from our sex, gender, caste, religion, race, nation and everything that divides us.

Let's think of ourselves as the world;

Where humans and humanity are diminishing

like bubbles enclosed in a child’s fist,

where people are being killed everyday

And it seems so normal,

That we feel it's all a part of Darwin’s theory of Natural Selection.

Where one side of the world celebrates the slaughtering of hundreds of the same species, just living on the other side.

And who knows, hundreds of years back, their forefathers would have sat in their backyards and shared a cup of tea and made fun of a man who lived nearby, and looked at them with a piercing glance, like he could see what they will become;

Mere corpses, lying in the graveyard, which they kept their children away from, all life.

But what they didn't realize was that their own blood, someday, would shed others' blood, miles away, and send them to a graveyard, not unlike the one nearby. For what?

For once,

Let's listen to the call of humanity,

In nature’s debt,

Pleading us to stop,

And think,

And stop.