*** Ignorance ***
Sojourn, efficacy entrapped within the boundaries
Choreographing the dances of life, like calligraphies
The strokes, beckoned a second look
Illuminated with flashes of nuke
Chapters and plots changed hands
Flock of thoughts flowed tearlessly beyond close range
Lives perished out of humans’ faults
Catastrophes, presumed as null and void
Serial numbers on the death certificates
Escalating at no rates
Who, constituted for the loss?
Leave it to God at all costs?
Could we share the common interest?
To live possibly from rags to riches
PS: Let's make the world, the best place to live! I was listenin' to the song ' when the children cry ' by the band group ' The White Lion ', when writin' this poem, but the song ' dust in the wind ' by 'Kansas' has inspired me of writin' this piece.Peace to the world! ! ! The world is our home and home is the best place to be.