These tangled yarns
Of human relations
A neat ball of wool
Changes into fuzzy creation

Knotted and trapped
Every strand every thread
How did we make it
This unyielding mess

We were all born
To create a pretty
Tapestry of life
Patterns and motifs
With colours so bright

Knitted with love
Mittens for hands
Not to be matted
Into useless
wool strands

Egos and greeds
And jealousies that breed
Trampled emotions
Xenophobic creeds

We end up suffering
Getting entangled, enraged
It's our own doing
Time to end all this craze

Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-ails-human-race/