*** 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.