SPEED, A LUCRATIVE STYLE TO BECKON PERIL!

We love to shoot arrow in the air

When we were kid, it was our playful fancy in flair

We can observe where it land

A competition among us makes us errand

We took delight in our playful activity

We brim with joviality

Later we repent for our childhood phase

Missing the divine symphony, which abruptly we face at stake!

An arrow into the air

Abruptly crossed the length which we admire

Infuse us with an aspiration

By virtue of speed we can go beyond limitation

Making us supreme out of all creatures

Who only can improvise with new device?

Our innovative faculty can only navigate us to a land of surprise!

Supremacy is what which we only obsessed for

Dominating and dictating many with abhor

Out of speed we make many records

Out of which we only evolve

It triggers us to devise with enormous speed whose length is infinity

Our target only to eclipse majority people with few peoples surreptitious proclivity

Out of speed we only can rob many to become a rogue

From civilized and rational species

How sad, we are the cause for ruining myriad species

Enslaving many with our greedy trait

Which human can alone nurture to prove they are only deprave!

We started to invent plenty of arms in our arsenal

Invisible their flight, yet we commend them as phenomenal

Obliterating many within our race

Faster than sound, our devise to obliterate myriads agony to suppress

Sincerely fostering our greed with enormous speed

Perilous arsenals we proudly restore in our repository with continuous feed

We are petrified what lies in the realms of our speedy greed

Will we at all able to mercy for our ignominious breed?

What an anathema we only feed

The only devise perhaps can be construed by our breed

Beckoning jeopardy not only to our race

We became frenzy out of our innovative trace!