Our changing world

I dreamt of an ideal world

Only to find myself in a real nation

Should I take a pill that is sedative?

To sleep my troubles and be no active

But being passive is not what I want

Like an ant I want to engage my art

Measure my gauge and get the pleasure

When times were good I wanted bed

It never happened for I was not lucky

The worst have been many but good

Good that which I was able to see

See what I was able to write

Write indeed because I was right

Having sight of a better place

Strong I have grown in the struggle

When the tornadoes did strike

And the storm was depressing

The hurricanes destroyed my stamina

My will was not to let it enter me

The forces that wanted to pull me down

Hurray! I have seen the worst in life

Strife and blight that have made me strong

I whined and realized I was loosing

The world should be a better place

Only if we joined hands to save it

Where nobody will complain for none

The least having fully satisfied

In times of desolation, stoicism wins

Depression flashed out with soulful meditation

Freedom from lust but desire to curtail

The vices that make it worse to achieve

Victory in a world is the best perfection