Eggs
Eggs are wombs,
Inside shells unborn chick children,
In the sky of white yellow moon like inner shell,
How many lives within egg we destroy every second?
They came to live and not to die,
The long dreams of chicks not realizing,
To realize the dreams of their masters,
Daily an egg every head is not a mission of roses for eggs,
It is a mission of thrones for them instead,
Eggs are a symbol of steady and strong for men,
But they are not strong themselves and unlucky to see this world!
Copyright © Muhammad Safa Thajudeen | Year Posted 2014
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