Worldly Poem by Rex-mayor Ubini
Worldly
Eyes
Shaded with secular spec
With lost of visions for a place
Where every soul is fate
Faces
Pancaked with lustful desires
Racing against the clock,
Lest in the next seconds it stops,
And goals of gain and fame are lost
Cloud of ants with restless legs
Always on the move
To and fro in a hurly-burly
And on that honey spot
Darkness easily claims their soul
To irredeemable hole
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