The
white hair on the head
The
stream of colours to hide
The
modern look but age has come
Look
at the age don't fool time
The
stages of life
The
birth, the young
The
teenaged years, adulthood and die
The
process never changes in time
Once
we could live
A
few centuries in our lives
Why
it changes?
It
tells you of somebody's creation
In
exchange we have crowded people
Population
boom populated the Earth
Until
now we realize too many people
The
feeding and housing will be hard to come by
Now
there is a danger
The
Earth may have to sweep clean
Like
a second Noah of modern time
Billions
will perish or it is just nothing?
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