Dressing Code
Nowadays we always dress,
Clothes we use on a mattress,
Just for fun and to impress,
Nothing more, nothing less.
We seem to be vision less.
We feel neither cold nor pain,
Wearing clothes used to train,
As we walk we really strain,
Pulling them down all in vain,
Struggling, yet nothing to gain.
A life of curse not blessing,
But they call it modesty living,
Living as if nothing is missing,
Feeling like world is bouncing,
At the end we gain nothing.
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