Renaissance
In our family;
Like bunch of a key;
Where we said,
Tradition is must;
Debates went about,
Cutting down a palm tree;
Whose fruits fell,
On our tiled-roofs;
Left them leaking,
Through many monsoons;
Elders said no for long,
All, in leakages, did prong;
It's, then, the youngsters stood together,
Cut it down and saved the houses dear...!
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