Tuesday, July 19, 2011

No great virtues, not much great vices

I am thoroughly a common place person

Having a sturdy heart, but no feeble mind,

No great virtues, not much great vices,

By parental genes and brought up,

Always an amicable person with all

Plausible accommodative attitude and socialization,

Even before the globalization became a buzz word.

But of late, molested and crushed by devilish forces,

The politicized animals, ever hyper active,

That generous and sweet tempered nature

Has taken a back seat, giving way to an aggressive posture.

When a dull and drab personality not at all having any

Admirable quality or virtue neither in mind nor in heart

Worthy of an exalted position occupied

Does manufacture mischief

And survives as the chief of mischief

How can we love the society here

More intently and inclusively?

There are something which a chief

“Never should, could, or would do “

But he did, with all savage violence in word and deed

And lasted the full term.

Nothing could shake his pedestal

Sorry even make his hair flutter,

Courtesy: his own expression.

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