One fine morning I realized,
That the world has become one and systematized.
The continents had again formed the Pangea,
And all the seas surrounded it.
An unknown force was binding them
And all belonged to the same unit.
There was complete harmony for there was no terrorist.
Nobody hoarded money and rich and poor were not distinct.
There was no danger of the ‘Green-house effect’.
For there was greenery all over the planet.
There was no caste, no creed and no difference in the skin.
No Negro was oppressed by any Caucasian.
Tickets did not show discrimination,
For no one was rich none poor, with no difference of classes and Air-condition.
A single language was understood.
After all the red blood colour held them bound.
But Alas! I was sitting in my favourite chair,
And had fallen into a doze.
If only this would come true,
I’ll be very happy and create a literary prose.