The Tired Tune Of The Old Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

The old ruled with this golden rule
For long years sans a fair number
That one cares now to remember,
A rule taught in no-question school
That has the same tune for long sung:
Far wiser we are than ye young.

And the youth in a mute respect
Has maintained a cavil-less mum,
And treaded a much-trodden tract
Oh for generations to come;
Who, when old enough with own brood,
Have found this ploy ah pretty good!
And this concert goes on for long—
The tired old tune, a dead ding dong!
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Sonnets | 09.01.05 |