The generation is going perverse, days are such that one has to bow one's head and walk, not in shame of what one has done but by the posters by the attire the crowd is in.
Its becoming a world of pleasure through which people are hoarding treasure.
The values of life are at stake.
Respect is something of past, every word one speaks is seasoned by diplomacy.
The future of this world are inheriting what was considered to be scarce.
Things that were difficult to obtain are being marketed.
What had to be hidden are being exposed.
Kids were built, but now they are just being produced.
Innovation is every wherebut the hearts are still dry.
We are developing but not growing.
Harvest till eyes can see but famine with in
ITS TIME TO CHANGE
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