Say, have you ever seen a being eternal?
    Nay, you say? You haven't?
    But look around you and notice you must do,
    for it is right here, within your purview.
    Here it is, all brown and green,
    with a yellow, peach or light blue sheen
    The one and only ever so deserving
    for God to say "Live ever,never dying"
    With the feet firmly rooted on the ground
    and the fruits of hardwork bearing profound,
    with the arms held up in reverence praying    
    and the spirit never swaying or braying.
    A scoop of sunlight, a bowl of mud,
    a dash of air,(keep it) fresh if you could,
    No more to weave the majic I swear,
    to conjure the meal for you to tear.
    But wait, it tangles the electric wire,
    and comes in the way of a smooth ride,
    It stubbornly blocks the concrete delight
    so, slay it, axe it, with all your might.
    Say, have you ever seen a being eternal?
    Nay, you say? Never ever?
    But you kill it, whenever you actually do,
    and so, what you say is true.
 
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