The stage has been set
For the beautiful and rich to perform
It's my important role
To see that curtains have been drawn
I play my role
With sincerity of my soul
Now I have no desire
To be in limelight
And be a cynosure
There was also once in time
When with all my zeal
I had learnt my lines
When I too thought
Like an idealist mind
Visage of the world
Had to be redefined
It was just a
folly of my youth
Here so many lies
Wear charades of truth
It's not always the best who win
Just half baked goods come out of kiln
Not what you know
Will help you out
But to which herd you belong
Which one is your clout
Oftentimes its genetics
That you carry within
That gives you the ticket
Where every match you win
The aggressive not assertive
The predators not progressive
The selfish not the selfless
That do rule make a mess
One who shouts the loudest
Is the only one who's heard
bombs that make the graveyards
Of thriving civilisations, that earn
Here golden garish objects
Are valued as Nobel gold
Intrinsic value of humans
Can hardly have a hold
Pretty packages with greedy needs
Making waves, none see their deeds
So I have resigned in good faith
My place in time and life
To take everyday as a gift
Of a power higher and Devine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
life is a circus and sometimes we are the clowns. But we take it each day as it comes a good write on life