Do Or Don’t, It’s In Our Hands

An atom million years of age,

Is silent at the dormant stage,

Once at the active split stage,

It helps to generate electricity,

Or destroys, no time, a big city.

A volcano, so long it’s silent,

Doesn’t become so violent,

Once it starts its action able,

It gives chemical lava useable,

Or destroys lands cultivable.

A dark cloud in the sky,

Moves and passes away,

Once accumulated on its way,

It supplies potable water,

Or floods a city under water.

A stick of a matchbox inside,

Isn’t active unless taken outside

Once rubbed against any one side,

Its fire lights a candle brightly,

Or burns down a huge factory.

A highly intelligent person,

All the time, do quietly remain,

Once an opportunity is given,

He becomes the star of a nation,

Or turns a criminal in perversion.   

Many such “do” or “don’t,”

In this world of ours exist,

In our hands, lies something,

To make best use of a thing,

Or misuse the same thing.

 ~Rajaram Ramachandran~

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