Ain’t taught about to care all,
Nor to live in unison;
Mere metaphor it’s to say,
This is Darwinism, measure own’s position.
Ain’t taught about to care all,
Nor to live in unison;
Mere metaphor it’s to say,
This is Darwinism, measure own’s position.
A solitaire mountain that once symbolized,
On which few aimed for xtreme;
Whereas some pledged to live in
conjunction,
It too witnessed for years pain & screams.
Shape of an Art in any
form,
And what protruded craft;
May not be harmed or swinged!
Illumined be all via its original draft.
You exile some things in life,
In backasswards, why it even shined?
Of what takers were many, not few,
Abhorrent conceived as well as what they Opined.
A splash of spot if spattered on face,
& Locked shackled in closet abandoned
from race;
May it be locked for a generation or more!
But for how long? As longer as the Time isn’t sure!
Greatest
might be Great, won’t dispute,
But
even moon looks bright from afar,
Who
walked over it knew spots it had,
So why greatest be not known with scars?
Hate isn’t always a misdeed,
In ‘Love All’ never always lies good
deed!
Why context of Hate is discerned,
In verbatim, as it isn’t defined with few terms?
Mere perceiving an act, never conduce,
Theories, as were puppets in it
infused?
As part of audience if you watch any
play,
Know before engraving, did puppets too have any say?
Who says world is in unison?
This shalt exist always with time!
Time you ain’t understand,
And dare exemplify, what’s destined?