We live in this world as if we own this place
How we behave as if we are the masters of our fate
We talk, we walk , we act like kings,
But every day, every single moment
We are make aware of our bit
We have no power
We don’t even matter
We were sent without our consent
Our lives will be taken without any warrant
At one moment we are like god
At another we are dust
Our mind,heart, pride, arrogance, attitude, love, loath, passion
Yet we fight, argue, hurt andsquish others
Yet there are wars, hostilities and masacare
Why do we forget?
How can we??