Now the mind remains saturate
With no new ideas to relate
The happenings in life with proper prospective
And chose to be selective
The material happiness has taken over
And left behind with no cover
We are causing enough of harm
Inviting many diseases to warm up
We developed satellites
Then came anti satellites
With only spy eyes
For blinding any other try
What is motive behind?
For happy life to find
Or amass wealth which is of no use
To help the mankind or for crisis to defuse
Life is taken as mean to spend as merry making
To everywhere making effort and poking
We stand as poor human being for joking
What else can be there for our cooking?
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