From nomad to going mad
From stone age to being stone hearted
we have come a long way.
As they say rolling stone gathers no moss
but we flourished as long as we wandered
The moss was hardly missed.
So the rolling stone does not roll anymore,
Rather it is camoufloged in one of the concrete buildings,
thou call thy abode.
we adorn our own grave stone.
Creating life is in my hands now.
can be craeted in a lab even.
The warmth of the womb is no longer required
Else who is going to repay it
the warmth of love and emotions.