We , every breathing one , in this universe ,
plants , trees , animals , humans , lands , counties , cultures , are Puppets in the hands of time .

Civilizations are lost , kingdoms are lost , swept away , in time , Puppets in the hands of time .

O man , what are you so proud of , a King , President , Pri Minister , rich and famous and powerful , lean back and brood for a moment , you are a puppet in the hands of time .

O commoners , what are you struggling for , a roof over your head , a couple of meals and a mouth full of water to quench your thirst , a pair of clothes to cover your body , you too are a puppet in the hands of time .

DO a good deed , leave your foot prints on the sands of time , before your soul , atma , goes, none knows where .

HANDS OF TIME
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