We live in a paper world
This is no less than a virtual world
Our currency is of paper
Our land is of a paper
Our marriage is about a paper agreement
Our education is of a paper
You name it and it is made of a paper
I wonder how and why paper is so much involved
Eventually we live in a paper
And die from a paper.
They say, they have made a paperless office
A paperless world and a paper free life
Do you feel that way, do you feel safe
Without a paper in hand and a paper in bag
Or a paper work left behind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem