Side Effects
once in my dream
i saw a clown
with a red hat and dressed in brown
he talked to me
about our world
its progress and its side effects too
we reached to the moon
and celebrated it like we are god
but we could not reach
to the people who die due to hunger
and always pray to the lord
we build big towers
to live with luxury
but we forget about those
who live homeless and
praying its to be an end
we invented internet
and connect to every corner
we thought its a bless
but we cant know
who die orphan, they are kids
they are innocent kids
clown said finally
i create humans
they create religions
i taught them brotherhood
but they learned violence
i gave them helping hands
but they adopted the selfishness
these are the final words of the clown
he said i gave you
the medicine of love
but i didn't know its side effects
what if i am the god
even i cry too,i cry too
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