The corrupt man step through
righteous stair of true who guru?
slightly,dusty floor passed across in style
pondering over man's eye
truth man said to be cunning man
all man is cruel,some are fame
locking the gate of hell
the world would chant the war lineage
where man shame and fell
with beautiful ugly age
so also man would run to shore
where man devour the ore
when man must slow like rabbit
roaring like lion in fit
to wave in bloom of blossom death
locking the gate of hell
millions would eat from groundnut casket
upon the heart of sky,thought fool
light time would bid the goodnight
during the morning of transparency night
day is young,night is pretty
they are all cautious