You do nothing
You know nothing
No one is your relative
You care not anyone.
And yet we know you
And always we depend on you
And like sky you protect us
From water from fire.
We know this world,
But we know not
How to make it good.
We smile
We cry
In sun
In rain
And we are mad
With time.
Time
With us
Teaches
So many things
And yet
We know not
Ourselves -
The tragedy.
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