The humming birds
Telling me a story
On the nest built
On the leaves to hold
In a hurry or finding no way
Quickly got it done never checked in detail
Eggs laid in the nest
The leaves withered away
Yet the small birds are stubborn
Ignored it sitting on the nest
The leaves swaying with the wind
Rain and shine one day it will fall
One leave 95% withered
There is no way to cure
It will drop leaving the strength of two leaves
Where one is still 90% secured
In life journey politics and economy
Don't struggle for false or short term strategies
Life will collapse when ground is weak
Like the saying “Don't build house on sand”
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