Irony of life is for man
When the earth goes ablaze
Leaving no path for good,
Turning wrong to right.
Furnished is the life of unintended,
Poverty is the life of unimagine,
Opposite is in turn for man’s Apposite,
Leaving man in dazzling age.
When rich and happiness turn
Unexpected nature to Man’s friend
Leaving no space for poverty and disease.
Setting his Amazon on man’s nature
Proving the unprovable in him
Leaving nothing but happiness in him.
So is the calamities of unfortunate
Which befall the nature of nation.
Striving to live up to their neighbors,
Drag down by malnutrition in its essence.
A cast of poverty and undevelopment,
Cast on their land by human error
But indeed the supernatural being controlled all.
Fashioning the unfathomable blame on them.
Curse and disease might befall
Wandering and hopeless thought of the masses,
Highlight the concrete element of life in them,
Which abstracted from their Universality.
Indeed I call for the unintended
Which encodes man’s happiness
And decide anguish out of him
Which surround the nature with its love,
Peace and tranquility in its eloquence
I shall await the unintended
Which Man crave for intentionally
And cater for Man’s happiness
But not man’s unhappiness.