Mom, I am back

Mom, I am back

Machine so
powerful

Can rip
your head

Off your
able body

Now you
roam

The streets
of Pune

Not thinkin
of no one

The machine
fires a
spark in
you

And the
body makes
the way

For the
Bugatti

And the
posh Lamborghini’s

Humanity’s survival
into the
Auto

Some across
the border

Wonder if
all this
is worth

They belong
to the ranks

Of Artist
& the
humble philosophers

Where do
you wanna
go today?

Into the
blue sky

Or the
womb of
your Mom

Caution: This might be all theory

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