They conspired to make me fool
To some extent they had successful too
I was drawn in their game and started loosing
Mind became restless to retaliate in their choosing
Suddenly it struck in mind
Third sense clicked to find
It was ploy
I must sensible employ
I brought down temper
They had made me to act as boiler
It was about to explode
I was saved by God
”You should never act in haste”
I had read somewhere of late
I watched them to speak as team
I provided no chance to them
Finally they got wind
I was spared of being called unkind
To some extent they had succeeded
But I had stayed firm and did not succumb
“Keep cool head”it was explained
In crisis some tempo has to be maintained
The brain should not be kept loose
Else the enemy may have sufficient ground to choose
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They conspired to make me fool To some extent they had successful too