in my loneliest moments sharang sharma

In my loneliest moments In my loneliest moments

ART by VIVIAN WU WORDS by SHARANG SHARMA

In my loneliest moments, In these nights of despair, In the depths of this nonsense, I can’t find myself anywhere.

When work becomes an end, And life a career For my wealth to defend, I wonder why I’m here?

Is life but a program? Just calculus and code. In order to be a man, I must do what’s foretold:

To manage this matrix, To account for myself, To forego all ethics, To only excel. For poets are but children Of lucre dreams unveiled, Who brew in tainted cauldrons Tales of their lives fulfilled.

Real men stay steadfast, Don’t sway with the whim To do what love has asked, For love’s light is dim.

You can do it to distract, Then throw it in a bin, For words have a loose pact With capital’s great sin.

Instead, remain loyal To destined gold, Put poetry on trial, And hide away its mould. x

ART by EMMA WRAY ZIOLKOWSKI WORDS by SIMI JAYEOBA