More air!

One more gesture from the heavens
one tall order to my bounds
we have to rise to fill our vases
with the flowers picked up in full bloom

we need to choose those which shine brightest
even when the sun might fail to rise
we need to put them in blood taken out of our veins
we have to show respect to those who clean our floors
for if they forget
where shall we throw our waste

we need to sleep through blissful nights
for if we remained un-slept
awakened will not be humankind
we need to learn to mend broken hearts
for if they bled more where shall our beloved reside

we need to ask rich to dole out more
for when they are hungry
what shall we throw in the fire
we need to sow some mighty brave seeds of men
for when wars break out seasons fail
we do not end up in blame game

we need to live longer than our bodies are designed
for when our dreams refuse to fade
we may be able to ignite another flame

we need to tow away undesirable respite
for when tired go down, bow down
we can pull up their necks
and show them their road again

we need to smother jealousies
and give vent to health with pink cheeks
for when love needs to flourish
we may not feel defeat for short of air!