The Future We See

When the level goes low and high.

What can an ordinary do except sigh!

When the most important combination is lost.

What are we left with is just exhaust.

Imagining water sold in bottles was as berserk a situation then.

it is for us now the idea of oxygen masks for each human to survive.

Plastic bottles filled with water proved its existence.

Then most probably oxygen tanks rolling with people would be a true instant.

Eyes sparkled on carbon bonds.

Ignoring the bond hydrogen shared with oxygen.

Excellence in coal and diamonds designed.

Eventually, perfection in the latter declined.

The future we see.

The future we dream.

Filled with pleasures and wine.

Oh, wait! 'Cause Gandhi is gone and Teresa too.

So now, the future we see.

The future we have.

Is all tears of mine.

Is all alone a doom.