Crown Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

It is the precious crown, the wonderful crown,
All of them are running for it day and night,
They may not be worthy of it,
They may not know the great meaning of it,
But they are always fighting to possess the beautiful crown,
It's their uncontrollable greed.
The crown itself knows it and frowns,
It has seen enough
And it knows the cruel reality of the time better than anyone else,
At the end the marvellous and valuable crown has to accept the brutal and insensitive head.