The world crumbles,
Beauty and all it's essence an old fairytale
What's left are ashes on the field like Sodom and Gomorrah.

A sound of the whisper, I hear,
Destruction of young able bodied men and women, lurking at the door
Having lost shame
Girls turning to boys, boys to girls'
Rights roaming around in the street lights.
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Trends of fashion had spiked the eyes of many
Nakedness symbolism of modesty ,
Dressing in itself had turned to pride and arrogance-
Juxtaposed to humility and self control.

We hear often, " he or she is my role model"
Idols have been carved of musicians, footballers, actors, these stay in their hearts..
Role models of Jesus no one is willing to take
None is willing to take the Cross of Shame.

Parties, drinks had all swept away the visions of young potentials
The purposes of...