We're in blind race where it will end; not to mention



Follow unethical way remains no identity; and relations
Not thinking at all; following everythings in fashion
We're in blind race where it will end; not to mention
Just pause; think for a while; to make a right decision

What we created is not reconciling with any civilization
Unethical way we live; comes under meaningless recreation
Brain makes us human; then why to go for such relations
If ask me; give name of my ancestors to some generations

After some mistakes; back in; acceptable in all nations
Since no identity; leave behind no legacy; is my concern
We've system called ‘family' brings in future generations
It's a worldwide acceptable way of decency in all nation

Freewill is option to compare; good with bad relations
Thinking; this gives you a chance to think with passion
Sit quietly; & think who you are; draws your attention
Once are in thinking boat; shows you palace like mansion

Clotheless we're nude; want to move; law take action
What nature thinks of unethical living; not to mention
Land was plain; added rainbow colors to enjoy sensation
Think; intuition will come to move toward worthy relations
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Submitted on September 27, 2013

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme ABBB BBAA AXAB ABBB BBBA
Closest metre Iambic heptameter
Characters 1,104
Words 189
Stanzas 5
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4, 4

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