There is no short cut on the road of life, you either tread it fully or die avoiding its realities.

Poverty of whatever nature and extend forces it's captors to seek for relevance in undesired avenues that otherwise would have meant nothing to them

We try to get the world on our side, the world doesnt try to get us, the world is where we are

Can we really make the world a better place by the sentiments we carry? I guess no! If it were possible that way, the world would have had a fancier look by now, since the past generations have tried and failed.

We stake price to what nature bestowed free,
Enslaved in our commercialised consciousness
To show how tragic our race is ending.
All to say, we are nothing but, generous.

What tells us of a coming morning?
Nuclear; holocaust; eroding ozone;
Saturated, contaminated, poisoned environment, craze for space travel, the need to cure diseases
We so invent? We are so busy dealing with symptoms.
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The day an ignoramus
Discovers a new truth
Marks the begining of mental liberty.

If we are right
We needn't test
Our believes anybit

I just wonder for wonders sake, how we ever got to this place?