The Billions of people we are
Like an ocean spreads in world
Depth is unwritten, numbers are ascertained
Changing times and vanishing numbers
Facing tremors often, hearing happy events more
Feeling undercurrents, steady flows
Sailing ships, ship wrecks, missing lives
The world moves so fast as usual
With a perfect calm and silence
And telling us the truth of existence
I am here to judge you always.
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