Curiosity
If man had wings to fly
a few would fly to heaven
majority would fly to hell
to check how hot or cold
curiosity keeps man restless
it pulls man by the neck
to adventure into the unknown
ties him to the golden cage
of unforeseen difficulties
by its tail of sorrows
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