Oooo! We are weed
In front of a farmer
Our win unjustified
As our prospects lay sober
Our hopes lay heavy
On heavier side of the coin
Apparently, a toss is just logic
Rational
Our life’s are unadvocated
But, what does it matter
When we win
We make yield, illegal
Will concur furtile lands
Human may extinct
But, we will rein heavier than sun