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A Crowd of Sheep
Stepping towards success, running to lift up ourselves,
to get recognition from the crowd of sheep,
knowing, we are nothing for them,
...

I know nothing that the world is conspiring against me
I know nothing of the pain, inflicted by their daggered tongue
I know nothing of the two faced people,
My benign blood is infected by their venom,
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A Crowd Of Sheep

A Crowd of Sheep
Stepping towards success, running to lift up ourselves,
to get recognition from the crowd of sheep,
knowing, we are nothing for them,
our sorrows, happiness, achievements, cannot leave a slight impression on them.
Striving hard for what? to be a significant member of the crowd of sheep,
who are bleating the set slogans. Praising the rising sun,
crawling to follow the rays of the sun, to be its shade.
I often ponder on the achievements of renowned people,
that are still fresh in our memories.
Thinking that why they had aloof themselves by standing on a pedestal,
instead of following, became the opponent of the burning ball,
knowing to be fired to death from even its single stroke.
But still remembered, still praised by generations after generations,
on choosing the path where there is no crowd already standing to welcome them.
Paved a path, removed all the hazardous stones and pebbles
that could harm those who had followed them.
Shirking the thought of the pains of pricking glasses, that tore their flesh.
Passionate to give the crowd of sheep an identity
that distinguishes them from the others.
The results produced from the exhausted struggle were admirable.
But then what happened, again a sheep of crowd mingled with the crowd for jingle,
bleating for the rising sun. Singing the slogans set by the rising sun.

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