A beautiful world is still a dream.
in a selfish, busy life as we lead
forgot others to care and share.
and we became more and more selfish today.
living alone as buried deep in soil.
nobody to care and no one to share.
we don"t know how many days to go this way.
something blinded our eyes to see others.
something blocked our ears to hear others.
and someone detained us from caring and sharing.
today we have enough time to listen to and to talk.
but no one is ready to wait for us.
there is no one near and dear and all are away far away.
no buddys and nothing to buy.
no frys but every where drys.
digital world without limits, but all are limited now.
we are ready to wait any longer and lend ear to-
the one who may come our way.
we do belief that
tomorrow will show us a new dawn,
which will make us real human,
for a beautiful world. is
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