To read and to write,
Definitely, not a basic need,
But to know the human side,
So intricate and yet delicate,

Need becomes indebted to creative seed,
To eat and to drink,
Definitely, a basic need,
But to live a blissful life,
One’s heart must learn to suffice,
When comes a time of happiness,
One must learn to share the space,
And to cry or to laugh,
Shake hands that are soft as well as tough,
There’s so much to take,
Even when one’s life is at stake,
Difficult to make us awake,
We, only know how to fake,
Love manufactured in our human hearts,
We are the only ones,
Responsible for fortune cookies to bake,
And make the rotten humanity a Happy Cake!
Most intelligent of all,
With computers and buildings high and tall,
We’ve exceeded beyond the great fall,
Living in a bubble, Assumptions of mother earth as party hall,
The forgotten fear, the limited wall,
One must open eyes,
Hours later the party ends,
The hall to be emptied with sudden nature’s fall.