Gorgeous Creation enclosed within the cage of violence
Do I hear the echo of the cries of Creator’s Creation?
Gloomy clouds of Lust where some lusts for thunder!
Following the thunder originates the heavy rain
I breathe somewhere where greed overcomes generosity
Where the cunning betrayal overpowers the innocent trust
I see individuals surrender to the strength of these evils
But one day, I saw a speck of sunlight during these tough times
I tracked it and it steered me to a place too strange
For what lied ahead brought tears to my eyes
Two old generation who adored each other!
They didn’t fear the malevolent force
For they had an innocent smile upon their visage
And held each other’s hand…