Care
What is this life in the midst of such worries? Everyone is in a race and so always hurries. Weapons and bombs, riots and war; Why the “TERRORISM”, what are we fighting for? Slowly and gradually, things will come to an end, And nothing would be left for anyone to mend. If 'God' exists in the heaven somewhere, Let us show him, that we do care. As good human beings, let’s try to live in peace, And not break our globe, into a piece.