Like base metal polished with gold

Lies this world around me

Lifeless, careless, frivolous

Above all - it seems fake

It cares for size - zero figures and abs

Bodies that exist only on front pages

And with perfect angular faces

A beautiful frame and bedroom eyes

They don't look within the eyes

Looks matter too much - thoughts don't

Isn't that today's principle?

At times disillusionment washes over me

Like a wave that feeds my anger

And in anger, I wish pure sin

I wish, a wave ten times bigger

Washes the dirt out of people

I wish that everyone gets cleansed

Of this fakeness; Of this lifelessness

I wish that the shutterbugs stop

For a moment and let the flashes 

Fall on the dark side

The side where people struggle for a living

Where focussing on glamour

Is, but a silly joke......