Abdul Wahab

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<≪≪≪ The Prize You Win

When you come out
To have the picture of the whole
Then and then
You miss the vision of its interior parts
This is very natural
And you can't have
At a time
The whole
And its parts

You can't remain
At a time
And half

This is the limitation
You, the human being, are
Born with

You are destined
To be imperfect

At the end
Dissatisfaction is the only prize
You win

Such is the sorry state
Of your fate

you are made
to bow down

even no one is here
to take pity.on you.

Topic(s) of this poem: pride

Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 10, 2014
Poem Edited: Thursday, July 10, 2014

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