Society makes me go round and round,
Desires all the time surround.
Immense pleasure I get in the rat race,
After all name, fame, position I aim.
But what is it that will remain,
Even my body is not mine, the body will not remain.
Vicious this cycle of life and death,
Fate is all in the end, have faith in death.
Neutralizes it does the rich and poor,
On what a sheer waste of time, we all are so poor.
Never really knew who I am,
Ignorant I shall remain always of who I am.
Vagaries of life will drag me here and there,
Realities of life will make me shiver.
But still not strive to find the purpose of life,
But still not know the gift of life.
Appreciation I seek from people,
Self-satisfaction I seek from my ego.
But who am I, still do not know,
Who deserves this adulation, I still do not know.
- Dr. Hira
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