One has to take hasty decisions 

This is an era of emergency 

This is the regime of exigency

As the foundation is yet falling apart

Tangible decisions to alter the abstract 

A shift from this present scene is vital

The torture from fate and nature erupt

Should they grip their molars on us?

Can they make us reconsider everything?

A rhetorical question I must say

There must be a way out of this dilemma

Decide fast before it turn to dialogue between fire and fuel

Being hypnotised by passions and emotions for unsatisfying pleasures

One drifts away from the call of destiny

A fast decision is the way out

Maybe a turn to the prior decision of patience and hope would profit more.