Rumbling came the future vision,
Tumbling became the heart's fission,
Where are we heading towards?
Are there any consolant words? 4
Do we have that human Nature?
That can promise life's stature.
Mature is growing human wisdom;
Mellow is advanced Science's kingdom. 8
Age old prophesies draws caricature-
Wholesome thoughts about human future;
Can lead us in the path of fraternity,
Is the present need to make eternity? 12
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