a song
as simple as the birds
no pride
not waiting for any appraise
...
thank god
man has not made one
to open you up every morn
even before dawn
...
Times are changing
the cooker is whistling
is it the new born rice grains screaming
the lady of the house noting
...
cat sat on the wall
not knowing which side to fall
dogs on both to pounce
...
Unlike all the other
countries around
we find a strange
sprouting of parties here
...
every little 'article' in this world....is
a true blend
whatever is its brand
whatever may be the current trend
...
I FOR ONE
do not believe in
hierarchy
...
True prosperity
would adorn this lovely world
when man finds himself
...