Why do you occur to people?
Is it when someone knocks at your doorstep?
Or you love to appear any day, anytime?
Why do you put people’s life at risk?
Is it to satisfy your surge?
Or to blame who you are being expressed to?
Why do you cause hassle between people?
Is it to make the world a wrong place?
Or are you afraid of what love might cause?
Why moisten his mind with hatred?
Is it because he has been provoked?
Or you derive pleasure in doing that?
Why do you cause destruction of properties?
Is it to turn the world into a desert?
Or are you happy when such occurs?
Why do you make use of it?
Is it to put your lives at risk?
Or to share the problems you express through it?
I do not know your abode…. Earth or heart?
But wherever you maybe, I have learnt
To always overcome you in every situation.