MASS MYSTERIOUS TRICK
Poet Chan Mongol
November 6 of 2019
Different people differently enjoy
In different orchestration in different celebration,
After the pleasure, drink, food and sex
Regret, sorry and cry come by their rotation.
Everything in the world is a circle and rotates
Zero to zero but in between is one to nine,
Some take it easy and go slow and last long
Some end joys rapid in fast eating when dine.
Stars got longest lifeline in invisible movement
From the birth of the earth they are there,
But both the moon and the earth move faster
To hurriedly expire their day, night and the year!
Everything was very well set in own wheel
The wheel moves on slow or quick,
Life goes on with joy or cry, obesity or poverty
Men failed to control such mass mysterious trick.
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