Odd World

It’s an odd world.

When things are in the pocket, people never care.
When humans are touchable, they call it forbidden.
When a human is alive, he has no respect.
When he is gone, they regard his words, his clothes, and miss his presence.
When its raining, they hide in their rooms and avoid getting wet.
When its dry, they seek God’s mercy.
When one is near, they build walls.
When one is gone, they crave the presence.
When the want love, reasons appear.
When they reason, love vanishes.