The Best People Come Last Poem by Chitra Bisht

Caring and loving all qualities they possess
In return, last to receive, last to access

They are best coz they are ever giving
Opening their hearts, moving on, forgiving

But end up losing so much, getting pain
Efforts unacknowledged, poor bargain

Guess it is a cruel world, aggression is worshipped
Kindness is thankless, treated as a blip

The only reward they get is peace of mind, I guess
Motivation enough to keep doing what they know best