We drank from the many Wells,
Sweet, sour, grubby, holy, hell!
In ambit of an egalitarian reaps,
Came, &, fell like parched trees!
Globalization sanctimoniousness!
Not supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
3 decades, pinches underpinning,Oneness is cunningness, stings!
Thus, for whom, and for how long?
Where it ends, or what’s awaited for?
Complexes, terror; all Brutus behind,
Please let this Fall, like Poetic Rhymes!😊
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2025