The Class Poem by kanu aravind

During those days of life
We were like rain and clouds
All our worries were ours and not yours

As life went by, So we grew able
The routines of life placed us in
Different walks of life
The virtue of luck and effort
Placed us in different sectors of society

The devil in the form of ego worked on us
The pride in us brought the
Distinction as class to our loved one
As the pride in self grows
Self never look down the ladder
These ladders are just mental blocks

The old pals of us who are way down the ladder
Are easily forgotten, .As they are struggling
The belief that only high up are worthwhile

But always remember
Legs can always slip
And with in a blink
Again one will be at the lower steps.