There is sprint of modernity
For the stake of humanity
For them, no time for the family
On the other side,
They away from the race
Enough time
To mix-think and curse
“No face to face”
Serpentine desire eating the thought,
“All empty intestine”
All are dreaming
A dream within dream
Destiny; predestined or destine
In both the cases
Thought is eaten by
Want of money
Honey become funny
And tested for the bright
There comes an illegitimate child
Proliferation
The kingship
And kinship
For the acceptance of society
The club Society
And the society of rape
Violence of thought,
Brought the violence
On this earth
Oh the illegitimate child of the earth
Thou! An Evil’s darkest stalk child since birth
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