THE TRANSFORMERS

The resilient ones
Picking up tired bones
To face off the noisy drones
So we do not turn to crones
A common future for all
Without acrimony, bitterness or gall
Supporting each other so we do not fall
Into the abyss of destructive competition and all
Transforming our ideas into structures
Not just talking and creating fissures
Painting glorious futures
And creating unforgettable pictures
A commonwealth is the goal
We stand together against any fall
Connecting with a pure soul
 So everyone is served richly in a bowl without a hole 
 By Senseiayo