Emblems of problems inflame discomfort, assail and fail
To bail out nails and mails of any life form
As long as life crawls and rolls towards a snail
Sent from above to kiss a dour dove and roam
Free, see, flee, peek, sneak and click
The right button of mouse to free a louse
That nearly crashes under the vice of a prick
Between two strong fingers that linger in the house
Full of clans of orphans and widows who no longer
Enjoy a comfortable life since the breadwinner's demise
Brought about by AIDS that no stronger
Medicine cures. Rough lives surmise and surprise
Softer lives that opt to plot a softer course
Where rewards thin out because roads grow coarse.
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