All seems mere a play
The toggle of dongle
The birth and death
In conscious unconscious
How safe is thought
In protected use
Darn is patched
In the hole around
The act of modernity
The godzilla, still
Thump the ground
In animation around
Coloured the spectacles
The masses grieve
Hungry the third world
Hunger the capital
Fragility dies helpless
Oblivious of help
Hunger hanker in hope
In the light of RIGHTS.
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