He will pretend
As if does not intend
To harm any one
But in fact do it for everyone
He may change color
Like chemo-lean in order
To deceive even close friends
And send them to dead end
Such is human nature
And in fact never sure
For how will they react?
When time may come to act
So can we make it sure?
That we may not one among in future
That we shall remain as simple as pigeon
Spread the message of love and go on
Life should become our message
For smoothly to arrange
In such way so as to
Prove humble and very true
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Fine Mark Bell14 minutes ago Good poetry Wise poetry Well written