Why The clouds tears in rains The air blows as hurricane The water flows as floods It's damn loneliness That force everyone To get brust in frustration. So they run hard To destroy all hurdles and barricades Those are jealous in growth of their families. Even over crowded cities And busiest highways In terms of relation are totally blank. So they make hue and cry Where both man and machine make money Regret, money makes both man and machine blank.