The Euphoric Peregrination Poem by Green Peace

The suave gait in the thin, long lanes
Leads to the incredible, remarkable peregrination
Runs--Soars--Scales
Heights above the mundane layer

Visualises countries of white clouds
Clouds, clouds everywhere as if tangible
Engineers, doctors, caretakers seated
In the same row

Moving towards the common destination
No differentiation remains
Of race, religion. caste. class. colour

The same flight
Carries myriad, multifarious fates
Who's the tip of the hat, who eats the crust of humility?