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In the hurly burly of modern life,
Which is a long and painful strife,
Fighting against all odds of time
Rampant here all sorts of crime.
Reddened with greed, eyes, falls no tear
Of law or God’s fury, they have no fear
Heart writhes in the pool of blood
Emotions lost in the sway of flood.
No help, or rescue for the poor soul
Grabbing undue gain is one’s goal
Feeling and sympathy are all gone
Eden of humanity and hatred has grown.
Everybody is mad with so much power
Divine interference is the need of the hour
Vice deadening the goodness of heart
For fear of evils, human virtues depart.
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