Bling

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That's how the youth rolls

Ignoring the house chores
Hashtagging the food bowls

Too bored to explore
Just dating by the shore

An aim,to cling?
Naah,that's not their bling.

Mother? I'm suppressed
Teacher? I'm depressed
Escaping the work,off the go.

Exams are near? Man,why to care
Thinking about the Akhirah and their very souls

Then the clock strucks 12
And suddenly you're 24
Sitting in a profession, according to the score.

Writing off the memories,into the delusional notes
Lessons of the time and hardwork were jotted as quotes

Life is too short,for us to waste
Then why not to act rather procrastinate?

Let us be the eagle in the Books of Iqbal
For in that is our victory, today and far

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That's how the youth rolls