Flood Floods

Lashed, high and low
Perfect it laid,
But now with memories of past.
Are we to blame, or someone?
Or a thing?

Windows open with tales!!

This window, of thankfulness
Recognition and heroism
A new birth of common life.

Oo, and here, chaos,
Unsatisfied and unbelievable
Caste, creed, greed,
They too go on forever.

There, mixed colors,
Manliness, humanity, unity,
Plots fenced and abandoned
Bravery and foolishness.

Wondering, what next window be!!