Rat race
My daughter always wants to know
My past
She compares herself with it
When she gets score more than mine
Her joys know no bound
In her seven years
She has defeated me seven hundred times
Yet she wants another win
Another win means another feather
She counts 701,702,703...
I make her remember if she forgets
And then I fear
Of undeniable rat race!
Nice poem reminding that there is no escape from rat race and cut throat competition in this modern age. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is all very constructive and positive and in line with current scenario of competitiveness. Thanks a lot.