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Human nature of indifference,
No sympathy no benevolence;
Greatest curse in this creation,
One's death another vacation;
Someone's full other is empty,
One has none other has plenty?
While one dies new one is born,
Like dusk brings a novel dawn;
Wheel of misery thus keeps rolling,
New leaf sprouts old ones falling;
I wonder lord if you made as such,
Why not happiness for all as much?
As a never ending delight of spring,
Entire ecstasy in nature doth bring;
But whatever made has to fade;
Like this utopian dream I contemplate.
Sanjeev Acharya (c) 2011