New Are Few

New are few “Long long ago” was the fashion of old As this art of start was passion of gold By dysgenic, the of purity was sold Hence the words of world had turn into mold. From tad to teen are on the fence Feeling proud stayed out of commonsense Like the rising sun searching for moon And blindly sets thinking it’s coming soon. Culture melts with fashion spells As it’s enrooted the parents as ringing bells Our earth mates think they are prime Thus many lives are spoiled with this crime. Change yourself and change your mates Or the situation chases u with head breaking fates Its good to follow the older views Rather changing the idom “new are few”.