Head Poem by Sankhajit Bhattacharjee
Head
If you have a head,
why are you using your leg
to kick the ball to the goal!
You aren't dead,
so why to beg,
if you believe your own soul!
Goal is your aim,
your ball your passion.
Keeping the spirit of game
march without cessation.
Your leg is an arm
but your head is gem.
Weapon is the biggest germ
but wit destroys century's shame.
Thursday, December 22, 2022
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