Hardik Vaidya (26 Dec 1969, yet to kick the bucket. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)
The Value of Pi 22/7
There is a fundamental difference which I do realize.
Our minds are sculptures in the mirror of Natures Eye.
My left is your Right, Your Left is my Right,
We are spiritually Chiral, and Physically dissimilar.
I am biased to my kind, I think we are simple thinkers,
Because men are mentally challenged to be otherwise.
Women are complex thinkers, and almost always outreach,
Perplexed why do they often misread a simplicity.
Men are born to be fathers and lovers, but they cannot be a mother.
We create the physics of life, we cannot give birth to life.
We are loving sons, and we will not deny that.
Oh only if women would not overlook the correct value of Pi. (22/7)
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