O beings divine, please save this dying race

A very severe crisis, today we face.

In our yearning to prosper, for kids we have no space.

We are really going through a bad phase.

Yet cool as cucumber, seems to be the case;

Where as,  people actually should be in a daze.

Shower upon us your blessings n focus your gaze

As in front of our eyes there is a haze.

Life difficult is, n complex like a maze

In bearing kids, poor, rather  very low is our pace.

But help us You beings divine, to increase our race.

Armin Dutia Motashaw