Words though new
Yet original very few
Sessions to train
Sets of fresh crew
Philosophy to spark out
to express living anew
Morning spring out
with early drops of dew
Silkworm gathers
for cloth to be sewn
Many possesses sign and print
Yet only few there to chew
Song is an abstraction
and experience with clue
Meanings are locked
visible only to few
Might of king to rise
as momentum continue
Every passing second
tickles evolutionary move
Rudimentary humanity
jumps to standard flight
Leave out in courage
witness to justice
Organised movements signals
Necessity of new parameters.
Sebastian Rodrigues
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