Tolerance goes with patience
But in the age of fast moving technology
We need to change this philosophy
And we have changed
We care not be patient
We must be moving
Intolerance have entered our blood
Anger flushes out like flood
When others differ from us
We fume and fuss
Hatred is born out of it
We are killed in every bit
Although we are breathing in our life
Still we pant for breathe
We wreathe
I agree with the theme behind this verse. Modern technologies, may be inadvertently, dehumanizing human beings. Thanks for sharing.10 points. I have used this theme in my poem, The path golden-middle. Pl read it when you find time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so we have to learn to be patient although patience is bitter syrup it makes fully drunkard of sweetness