They will remind you of their power and glory,
drill in their superiority story,
wonders of achievement and challenges overcome,
so much work done and so much to come,
The idea is to be sharp they say,
to be smarter in every way,
and the ones you aren't
are the things that weren't
Where have all the simpletons gone?
or are they a bleeding result of the sharpness overdone ?
There still lies a charm in the Holy mistake,
else you could eat and have your cake !
Unlike reality,writing fiction ...has to make sense... Simple observations about life in the form of short stories,poems and thoughts.It s about life and people. It's about you and me.
February 13, 2008
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