Nothing Changes…

a poem by Shah Pravinchandra Kasturchand

This is the trend;
Be born,
Grow
And then befriend.

So
One is born,
Then grown,
And befriended other.
From other to further;
Then many together,
Forming Societies
And creating culture.

From one,
To another,
Societies,
Culture.

Time glides on,
Societies change,
Cultures grow on.

Then
One who was born,
And who had grown,
Is no more, is gone.

But
Continues the trend
To befriend,
And…?