As bells of World War always rings,
Enemies more, few Friends, stings;
Some call, Wise Men as Horsemen,
Others loom for Reincarnated sons!
Yet, they await, but, ne’er look inside,
What if they too Species + 1 in line?Nations visions sundry; alas, no pace,
To build first Offspring of another race!
Strife hereafter shalt be inclusive for all,
Radioactive sheathed us on the Skyfall!
You say, Walk slow! I say, already late!
For to build Another, w/ ameliorated traits!😊
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2024