Segment Of Fate!

Days today, how's called out;

Worst of times or best of rhyme. 

Like the exploded weapons, 

Every time we enjoyed nuclear sessions.

Down the line; homes being the muster mighty 

Where lies the fortune dynasty. 

May you have realized the background needs of dear-ones, 

Well, 're bound to shower love in tons & wons.

This phase has space, 

Under the umbrella of family-scale; 

Enjoyment & adoration thee menace.

Human be the social animal, 

Kind comes to raise, raise your thoughts, raise your perspective of good deeds, 

And deny you're creepy greed.

No doubt the alarms high, still roads place with the crowd to amplify. 

Present though maybe a dark, but still tomorrow always has another spark. 

Destiny is uncertain but predefined, don't let your hopes die so confined.