THE DILEMMA OF MODERN MAN
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Moupiya
Jana (India)
Torn out, beheaded
I'm the man of hollowness
I have seen the naked city
The crowded metropolis
The living hell,
where we all survive.
I have heard,
The sound of carnage
The relentless race
The paradox of choices
That we face.
In the crowded grave
The skeleton are sprawling
Proceeding and receding
Enthralling the value
And seek for its rescue.
Between the progress
We must choose
Caught in dilemmas
Often we lose.
Leaning on the wall
We fall apart
Yes or no
Unknowing answer.
From modern man's quest
Rouses a strong zest
The dilemma of generation
We form our reincarnation.
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