Nowadays, the a heart is full of garbage
The gentle breeze no longer touches the eyes
It was an era
then small villages & communities
were gradually taking shape bit by bit
They have divided by their own needs
Then gradually
the village at the edge of the forest was lost
A mansion was built with bricks and wood
The vast land was broken into dots
So far, it’s still okay
But the mind’s horizon shrank,
becoming narrow
There is a nomadic life
in a two-room flat without kith or kin
We have given this state
the name ‘privacy’
Where is the collective life ?
The world is divided
by conflict and division…
I know
I will awaken again
Human consciousness, hand in hand,
will say… We are human beings
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