(33) A good guess

(33) A good guess.
We were the butt of ridicule,
they crushed as they would
A polythene paper, or a paper napkin
after a tea-party, or a mini get together,
We wished the Almighty, That they
should be ingrained with sensibility,
we prayed to God instil in them
some sense of propriety of thinking,
in every deed and gaiety.
Yet every precaution and every premonition
went unheeded, just as the derailment of train,
we wished them some good sense and sanity,
when they went awry with arrogance and vanity,
they committed sins endless, buried their conscience,
did mischief, mangled truth sans Evidence,
yet, we did not harbour retaliation, lest their
body and mind should result in mutilation,
we surrendered to the Divine Incarnation and God,
they supplicated themselves to the incarceration
of body and thought and all mundane self with a nod,
still we knelt down for their rehabilitation,
can you guess, who that “we” and “they,”
we can only admonish them and I daresay,
but we will not deviate from the norms and go astray.