People send me invitation
for delivering speeches,
honor me by garlands and
awards of few thousands,
respond my words clapping
thunderously, right on cue
They love me as a friend
but do not follow my words
they come empty-headed
and prefer to go back so
then I cannot but regret again
and my loss is my only gain
I think something wrong
is there that stands betwixt
me and my dear people
Either I am unable to get
my message across to them
Or they must be hidebound!
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