One fine morning,
For my bus, I was waiting;

Riding a bike, came a man,
With a girl in a jean;

The man corrected her hair,
Laughter and jokes they share;

An old man in the bus stop,
Started his sermon non stop;

" Where is this world going,
With our culture like this drowning;

The problems nowadays girls face,
Is because of such shameless case"

Then came the bus,
The girl placed a kiss

On his cheeks and waved him glad,
And shouted, "Bye, bye dad"

The man starting his bike,  
Shouted, " Hope, this city you like!"

The old man hid his face in shame,
And his words stopped as fast as they came;

Yes, to bloom this world manage,
Inspite of this society's cage!