We are equal, but with diverse ways and meaning of life,
We are equal, but end with same manner in this life,
At least, we all shall wind up, not knowing the end,
At least our fate make us equal to each other, in this life,
We stumble upon the unknown end,
As if it’s a new place or planet,
That we would be going to discover,
As we go, we can’t come back,
Our community is large,
But with less friends,
As we consider others as strangers,
Even though they are our same kind,
They came to this world just like us,
And will come to an end just like us,
Our flowers grow, and rot till time,
Just as us, everything carry same fate,
In our world, everyone is equal,
But we are confined to communities,
Communities are built on a new dream,
That will come to others hands as well.
The whole world is a community. Especially now when confronted with a threat that teaches us all equally. The danger is creating small communities that are isolated from the reality of the larger whole that humanity is.
Selected poems from previous & forthcoming collections together with Q&R apps on each page to enable audio rendition simultaneously with the written text
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Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
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