Once in a Ship sailed few souls,
But were split into two
fractions;
'Amplifier' screeched only for
selective few,
The Ship sailed through lightning
thunders,
Before assisting, 'Amplifier'
stipulated for share;
But 'Originators' never contended
quid pro co,
Stood with the Ship in good times
or despair.
To the World, 'Amplifier' screeched
& wrote,
How the Ship is wrecked &
dilapidated, told;
'Originators' who always stood
their ground,
Were few but sailed to witness
bright town.
A day when the ship in the
thunderstorm,
Stuck in an island where 'Originators'
found gold;
'Amplifier' came for their share,
said too inhabited,
And wrote to the world again of
the mayhem; behold.
Not a Myth, some Doctrines never
ameliorates,
'Amplifier' succumbed or with an
intent despised;
But 'Originators' never conferred
to skedaddle,
To build their dreams or shares;
but only to harness light. :)
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2019