Just a drop of Solomon's wisdom,
Is what I want in my wicked kingdom,
Since this world has turned to be Sodom,
Everything turns to be unclean full of boredom.
World full of pains and killings cream,
I hear every minute poor children scream,
Women suffering from harassment ream,
Men turning wild with missiles stream.
Hunger, civil war and bloody terrorism,
Discriminations which feeds on albinism,
Poor friends killed like wild organism,
Simply because of money antagonism.
Sometimes floods and heavy storm,
Strikes and destructing multiple form,
Hail and diseases spreading like worm,
Just a drop wisdom will save the loom.
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