These people seem to be like the books,
scattered all around in different cues,
Shelves of books with variant topics:
Medicine, Engineering and comics,
Languages, Management and Marketing,
Tourism, Text books and Computing,
House hold, Carpentry and plumbing,
Trucks, Driving and operating.
Must choose one to taste,
Read regularly to last,
A full term of life and love,
Nourish it with the dose of care,
Can buy it from the stores,
That sells New, second hand and old,
When the new book is bought,
The smell itself fresh and great,
Let our children be bold; removing all the barriers,
Let our sons be rational; shedding all robes of lies,
Let our daughters be sacred; cuddling our future,
Let our family be faithful; no more scared of one another.
Is there a beginning and an end to this universe?
Is there a start and stop button to the planets?
Does the moon really elope with our hearts?
Or is the Sun so cruel to kill the plants in the desert?