A child is born with barefoot,
A lot of care is taken to protect.
All types of socks, booties are worn,
Made of flannel, cotton and woolen.
Once it starts walking,
Slippers and boots of colours matching.
When starts earning, spends thousands and lacks,
To have decorative slippers studded with gems and diamonds.
But again on the journey to its grave,
The cycle repeats and the uncovered feet looks brave.
As if they say I can walk barefoot,
Untill I reach my destination without any doubt.
What goes up must come down is the law of gravitation,
If crosses the limit, disappears in to the sky, is the rule of saturation.