Age




As the world continues in its rotation
Inhabitants too continue to age within their own rotation
Alas! None of us become sages
Instead we become lost in so many stages
We age into something delirious.

In our poisoned state,
We poison the mind of the young
They too become,
A person that is strange and precarious
He doesn’t know himself nor does he know others
He cares not for himself nor does he care for others
His desires becomes his insight
His insides becomes disastrous
Derailed, paranoid and constantly in fear
Though we continue to turn the pages
Into our own ruins we seem to be running
My friends they all leave to find, well mostly better wages
My good friends let us not severe kinship but persevere friendship
My relatives’ one at a time perished and forgotten
I keep thinking in what state will I perish and be forgotten?

All ultimately with their own goals
Mainly money,
Money to materialize the happiness it harbours
When the age is still ripe
I plan to make it right
One hopes to head towards the light
Remain with the aright and hold firm to the rope of The Absolute Ruler




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