The day ended as it had begun. Some thoughts spontaneously present themselves now as I write...
Some thoughts of new style, manifest
of an unknown origin; about a new quest
Broken beliefs and distorted vision; broken chimes
about bohemian melodies and unchanted rhymes
Bitter relations, scarred memories; tarnished relations
Lost love, unsettled minds; all different equations
The final word, has been said and become
"Change!"- thy time has come
A maddening rush of thoughts and actions,
Surging across all religions and sections
Reviving the dormant patterns; in its stride
Purpose shall be the lighthouse; all set to guide
Even the untouched shall blossom; Life cherishes
as Will conquers Mind; Lives it, overcoming blemishes
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