Today, the world is a global village, where
Knowledge and friends are at your fingertips, there
Or across the ocean, continent, country, even street
You never know where your next lucky charm will pop up at.
Buck, f–k, junk, luck, tuck, truck, stuck, struck,
All revert to luck as they all stick together in a funk.
I love all these good luck charms that drive in an infinite
Figure eight to send some more luck your way, even if late.
From billions and millions of people around the world
To the individual’s solitary existence, to eco systems
To the tiniest ant, even tinier, that make the systems
Work simultaneously, and depend on each other hard.
It’s a lesson to learn, that ‘no man’s an island ‘,
And neither can nature nor man live separately
Nor can either live without the strength of belief, strongly
Ensuring ALL’s survival for their dependence is the law not the exception.
Poetry for Change 