Sixth Sense

My dreams have lost its hope; my thoughts are being destabilized; I’m being infuriated after seeing the devastating effect of the sixth sense. We are bestowed with a legitimate sense that could lead this earth in harmony; instead, we are leading it in discord. We are bestowed with this sense to follow the path of good and faith; instead, we are following the path of evil and mistrust. We already have waged war on each other. What we see now is the aftermath of the war. Never a day passed without seeing the bloodshed. Never a day passed without the vengeance. One is sending his warship in the name of a fake operation. One wants to prove himself as a super power. Two are fighting over the border dispute. One is killing myriads of people in the name of war. A group is being murdered in the name of violence. Plenty are being massacred in the name of dictatorship. A curse disguised itself in the name of sixth sense. There was a day, a half nude man shouted over his overwhelming discovery. He struck two flints together and went mad after seeing the flame. One used it to cook and sharpened his tool in-order to make a living. One used it to flame a house and sharpened his weapon in-order to initiate a war. Greedy man started his fight there and the limitless sixth sense accompanied him wherever he had gone, whomsoever he had killed, whatever he had invented and whichever destructions he had initiated. This unique sense conceived and delivered the inventions and discoveries. Limitless thought process lead to inventions. Inventions are nothing but a tool of destructions even though the purpose of invention is to lead the mankind in a better way with better ideals. Man threw the purpose away as a garbage and armed him with evil deeds. Now, I see us as a dead meat with six senses. May be God experimented it. He was wrong and he was too late to realize it. Man somehow let go of his hand from the iron fist of God. But, he was not all wrong. There are some with good deeds wandering this land justifying the need of the sixth sense. I’m trying to be one of them. I hope that I would succeed one fine day. Because, its hope right! It lasts till the last drop of our blood. Peace.