Historical echo!! (A Poem)

Dive into books & permeate Past
It’s  same story with action replayed
Heard of history repeating itself?
Was negligence by us, & time relayed.
One civilization ascents high
Wealth and blessings are at peaks
But morals fall and standard lows
When line in Right & Wrong bleaks.
Society is there but essence lost
Collaboration it was, usurped Greed
Violence and fear danced with glee
Children of era swallow such seeds.
Would snatch whatever they want
No rules applicable or mores logical
What been taught, what been seen
Society contagious & pathological.
 Rich living in castles and enclaves
Obsessed with money, buying in tens
Still despondent and hungry
Paranoia high, fear never ends.
Nothing would fill their bellies
As world is cursed with Greed
Lessons discovered by those
Who remember, think and read.
For rest, its repetitions and replays
 History was past, will be their coming
A nightmare bound to recur every night
A plague once broken, or tsunami forth coming.

Bragging Modesty (A poem)

Why boast modesty? Wasn’t handpicked
Bragging seems silly, when was obligation strict.
Posing wise on patterns borrowed by others
Followed a code & custom, or advise by mothers.
Justifying tartness, when Grapes felt sour
Choice will be different, when given some power.
Sour now bad and “those grapes weren’t mine”
Go with the flock, is their new punch line.
Decency out; it’s Vanity that’s in
Advance WE are, hold up the chin.
(Dear) Modesty is a virtue but its flaunting isn’t smart
Simple or Not, be honest with all heart.