The Phony World

Who is the one who made this earth curled,

It never stops, is always twirled,

Starting from the sun, it is third,

Then why is it called a phony world?

In the times of now,

The world is unpredictable,

Don’t know from where a virus come,

But away from it everybody runs,

A very tiny thing destroyed the whole planet,

Everybody here thinks of their own gambit.

Each person today is so hurled,

Then why not call it a phony world.

You don’t know what is going in a person’s mind,

Who is bluffing and who is kind?

Technology is ruling on people,

Today no one laughs if anybody tickles.

I want the old culture to be reemerged,

And after that never call it a phony world.