A Society Is What, We Think

A society is what, we form For it, certain rules are made Society is for us and we are for it Laws of society is more or less Same throughout the earth Time is what, a scale to measure We weigh the fate in respect of time Yet we say, bad time is running If it is correct, it’s for the individual And not for the whole society of human kind Society is made by us with much fuss Time rules the fate, might be heavens curse Or be it a heavens boon, good luck That is sufficient for the Chuck Why always busy to weigh the fate At the point of time, early is so late Go, ride on butterfly and steal colours From rainbow that keeps colorful colors A society is what we think and act Society is mirror of our thought, in fact