Inertia Of Mind Poem by Aftab Alam

We are the one whose synonyms are more,
Many tribes, continental, and geographical,
All differences along with the faith and phono,
We're one- the son of Adam-yet there is sore.

Changing trend of immigration has changed,
Ways of life and all is with cosmopolitan raised
All different races, tribes are merging with surge
Whereas the universe is receding to merge,

A point to unfathomable universe-swelling,
Similarly our desire is swelling- unfathomable,
Our lamp- the bright lamp - the sun is burning
One day its fire will extinguished -sure possible,
,
When inertia of mind will change to accept,
We are one, the synonyms-why we reject?