The Park
In this park,
everybody got some spark.
Where dogs do bark
attacks of shark
the fire of silent hell,
making us yell.
In this park,
everybody got some spark.
Where murder of heart
tearing us apart
ashes of satres and Descartes;
Ah! No place to restart!
In this park,
everybody got some spark.
always looking for center
with or without mentor;
Hercules or Alexander
hard to exit and hard to enter.
In this park,
everybody got some spark.
But still need to be there,
have to be there
will surely find life somewhere
fair or unfair!
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Well articulated and nicely embellished in poetic poetic rhyme and rhythm. Thanks for sharing Sunhil.