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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I was born with an empty packet filling it with enticing products as I grow I’m yet to be forty and kids at ten are already wearing stained jackets What is this gene inherited from generation to generation? haven’t we learn how it manifests, as it gradually closes the gap between humans and other creatures? A sweating conscience is still covered with the blanket of misdeeds empathy and pity more alive in the dictionaries human kindness, practical only in poetry as love is squashed by the strong rackets of our minds The world has now become a public square pack full with moderators of rights movements but the ball of human responsibilities completely plucked out of its socket Perversion has drastically shortened its skirt now getting almost bare as it attracts more lustful admirers good deeds, treated like a worm dropped into a Bucket of swimming Tilapias The Alarm is ringing in emergency triggering a staggering wonder about the generation my kids become grandparents. What has become of the mind which is now the chalk board to daring adventures and extreme experiments, with all ideas focused on romancing the other side of human nature? Morality, now a tile to which curiosity walks upon and sense of humanity greatly subdued by greed we’ve been eaten up by this decadence and our bodies supported by biscuit bones the society will be completely consumed unless we stop this cycle which has reached its end-stage terminal process.
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