Everybody knows the law of conservation of energy
Which cannot be created, not destroyed
But transformed with
a mystic synergy
Where all are destined to abide the nature’s protocol
Lovely humdrum it creates to maintain a systemic role!
I wonder if the law is true
Then why we entangle unnecessary in feud, which is crude
Fearing in the increase in price
Monetary affairs keep us in jittery out of its caprice
Why we fall into the prey of such abstract surmise
When we know nothing can be created or destroyed out of our
premise.
I wonder, why Gold is the only element universally accepted
For its mysterious
role, largely being applauded
How it is being extracted from quarry
To maintain a balance in our socio-economic milieu, a mystic
symmetry
How lovely it maintains its conundrum
With a supreme style it dispense its dictum
Making a sanctum of its own
Gold alone carved a niche construed in human echelon!
Children we produce out of our labor
It bears all testimony of our capacity and power
Only to ensure the capacity of production by our progeny
The stream of human population flows with unique symphony
It is the only source of all opulence
Which only human beings can express with parlance!
I am in utter dilemma
Are we exactly producing anything of exquisite panorama?
I am in quandary how our produce can create an anathema
Where majority are subdued by its mystic charisma
Why our produce create a gulf of difference
Only inequality of distribution is the reason of all
violence?
Why travail may lead us into disdain?
Are we bearing pain to promote only catastrophe to reign?
Why there is enormous blood-shed and chaos?
Will it ensure any perpetual peace to expose?
Why there is lack of inclusive growth?
Why in our sphere only prevails detestation and loathe?
When our world will be a true haven
Bearing the essence of humanity to rule and construe our own
heaven
It is only our ardent call with vociferous tones
Humanity alone can save us from few ignominious
pejorative jargons!
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