Oh Mankind
You are man of a kind
your man is truly a kind
Though not all your men are kind.

I see the search of your light,
The light brought by your search
The rise in your sun,
And the sun in your rise.

What about the old in your young?
Tears of your unknown fears?
The ebbs and flow of your racing heart?
And the staring of your photograph of
the future,in yet today?

The disappearance of tumblers oil into belly
The vigorous shaking of your unwobbling legs
Rain spray of your red brow sweat earned dosh
And the deliberate smashing of well known tablets.

Your marriage of black with white
Admixture of harshness and mildness
your Kidney of Red but tongue of white
Garment of sheep tamed with wild Tigers.

I see your groaning bowls flanked with transparent ones
Your bag full , that still plead for a lift from empty,
Your Dog that feeds its puppies but terrorizes others
Your yourself know you are far from less!

Your Remorse at the hem of the lane,
Your strength longings in disconnecting fibers
Your figment of charity in wretchedness
all your promising careers at your swing song.

Then comes the visit of the last enemy
That swallows your whole with honours and your
acquires inclusive.
Neglecting if you are 2 or 7 ,his feet is only 6
Then away you go with the doused flame fr the wick!