In this murky era or epoch of our existence,

is there anyone for the welfare of other people?!

But then why very few people do truly dare to care for others?!

Why every person does always say things akin to

we are unequal in true meaning of the words?!

Nonetheless, in my eyes, I see all the people in the world

equal by birth in terms of God-gifted aptitude!

After birth, the ruin of our very own, unique ingenuity starts!

But, we always tend to blame our game of mayhem onto others!

Anyway, after all these entire hullabaloos,

we are going to have to depart this

planet earth without gaining any satisfactory answers

to our mental gain!

Thus, the entire life is passed like a unexciting, unread non-fiction thing

without much experiments or adventures!

You have got to make hay while the sun shines -

things like that must be ethically practiced by all the heads & deeds

even up until now!

And last but not the least; the karma is each & every ones true self rareness

By expressing some core feelings, I tend to come to the finish of my poem!