Cities

The metropolitan cities,
Highrise buildings,
Malls, cars,
And speed.
Gone are the days of
Black, brown or white steed.
The black coal-tar road,
Seldom remember,
The muddy country roads,
Naked foot
Everyone strolled,
Pity, brotherhood and humanity there,
Who walked, always talked,
Rat-race, jealousy, ego and
Competition here.
Go Back to Vedas,
Go Back to Village,
None can dare to walk alone.!