My first day on Earth, I became a wanderer in no seconds, the sky I saw,
turned hot and cold in no time,
Everyone is busy, no body had time for me,
pii, pii, piii ,move on the way
Screams of motor vehicles pushed me aside.
Is this how busy the world is?
Everyone struggles to fit in a portion in this world,
Everyone is busy holding their ups and downs,
Their only choice is to struggles for their survival.
Murders are everywhere searching for their living,
Robbers, Rob to earn their living,
Haters of all kinds are roaming in this busy world,
Lovers spread their love to make a better living,
It's like the world is on fire,
Everyone dares not to touch it and begins to run their own race, trying to escape it's burning edges.
Everyone praises what he does,
it's only for the survival,
Everyone is busy to make their life easy.
Survival is everyone's Motto.
©eliethhima
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