City by city, happiness and sorrow made,
with festivals of birth, lights and death,
Herds of color felt satisfied and had good wine,
from winery of thought brewed for years
Nation by Nation, happiness and sorrow made,
for victory on battlefields, beds and broken hearts,
Herds of color hybrid get sheared and naked,
from swords and pens scribbled on people's life.
continents by continents happiness and sorrow made,
sharing commodities, manufactured goods and losing market,
Herds wearing ironed shirt and underwear busy with Monitor,
from program written with loops and brackets of traitors,
all planets now squeezing in a house at every home,
Happiness and sorrow made with unequal precedence
One World become one internet city with numbers to count,
plot of Plato has good climax of life or coins, ,
" winery of thought brewed for years" . Excellent conceptualization as also the verse. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
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Life or Money? A big question looms large between joy and sorrow! Nice composition to read!
Thank you so much.. According to our Upanishads we, human need to evolve from contemporary ignorance strategically.. thus no stop in learning.....