Everyone's earning, just burning fire
Both in and out of fire it enquires
Our religion our caste make history vast
It's written by our blood and of making an empire
A quarrel of haves and have nots to own
The things unseen by any means before retire
An investment of life for dreams and themes
With interest as breath and body entire
Though it's identity of our life yet
Don't use it as a weapon of destruction
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This superbly written poem unfolds several truths of life. The ease with which you have adopted this form is remarkable. Thanks a lot.