The Human and Society
Society is dead but it lives
Life is shade but it gives
The way is straight but the twist
Not the shown but exist.
After the end there is a list
For every woe there is feast
One is there,other we misss
Other is taker you are dish.
No the listener was the safe
And the listener has been deaf
To the infinite one can dive
And the person only survive.
His the might one can ride
After opposing none can hide
Never saw who is right
No the winner ever fight,
This is the human till the height.
