Without clouds, there is no rain.
Without flowers there is no honey.
Without air, there is no life.
Without bigotry, there is no strife.
Without people, there is no country.
Without politics, there is no war.
Without work, there is no creation.
My God! In this digital world,
Without cyber attack, there is no ransom.
The youths invent easy ways
To make mint by e-mails.
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