The world is,
At sword’s sharp edge, and pointed end;
The scuffle and strife,
Is daily’s deadly deed;
Ravenous and rapturous rivalry,
In all areas and aspects,
Is broadly and widely visible,
In surroundings;
Heedless hunger and voracious thirst,
Of gains against own brothers;
Unscrupulously and bestial bastardly,
Stabbing straight,
Deep, to the heart of, our own beloved brethrens;
Mercilessly murdering,
The essence of humanity and manhood;
Creating ruckus, and unrest,
To the sovereign soul;
But what for?
Will be thunderstruck, and thrashed to amazement,
To listen, the causes behind,
Stupidity, only for few pennies,
And some sham powers;
No wrong, to earn living,
Prudently, pleasantly and gently;
That is the need, and nature,
Of all living beings;
But domineering and deadly blow,
To the beings alike,
Is quite catastrophic and callous,
Converting into calamities;
By boiling and burying, all human beautiful bonds;
Into depth and dearth, of earth,
Where all lovelier living conditions,
Don’t reside;
Where humanity seems defeated,
And human relations,
Arrogantly slapped and slaughtered;
No benignant and benevolent,
Glorifying and dignifying human race,
Is anywhere, seen and supervised;
Grow to good and greatness,
Steadily and speedily,
Overfull your coffers and treasures,
Make your shunting attics,
And dizzying storey and traumatic skyscrapers;
Have hypocrite and hypnotizing,
Manfully self created, majestically owned,
A super and stunning world,
Of own kind;
But with all favours and fragrance,
And reverence to man and mankind;
Proverbial in paramount and precedence,
In benevolence and magnanimity,
Do supersede and surpass.
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