Living and living under covers,
Fighting and fighting for the rulers
Smiling and smiling for the people
Categorizes strong and feeble
The frankest face on the face of earth
Even has the other side of her birth
Reason is not always evil
Its circumstances or just pure will
But the question still remains,
What balance can a man maintain?
When you fight for the cause, it’s you.
When you fight for the king, it’s just another in the queue
You may be a victorious warrior in the latter
But does it, in any way, better the matter?
You may be a winner in a rat race
But you remain a rat is what you ought to face.
Smiles have the largest range that they tackle
But if the smile you smile for the people
Stabs and weaken you double fold
Then why not try and get the hold
For the people for whom you sacrificed
Hardly ever learnt to prioritize
Which acts a curse for both
And traces you like a Goth
This world deserves to the selfish ones
But this world doesn’t let you openly choose that one
Because society in the end is well knit
That gives a short size pull over and asks you tpo fit.