The Fool's Life

My day starts in the dark

In the veils of night.

I thought I'll dare

I thought I’ll change

I thought I’ll break the barrier range.

Then I slept and I dreamt.

I was daring

I was yelling

I was marching in the middle of the road

To create the new order world.

I spoke about the system

Its rotten rules and immaturities-

To contain my visions and imaginations

I sang, I acted, and I fought for-

Those faces lost in the crowd

I shed blood for the million people-

Who trusted my word.

I wake up with the morning rays

To see a progeny of the yesterdays.

I’ve a second of thoughts in vein

But I go to office

I work till night

I eat my food

I go to the icons-

I light candles and I pray;

‘Please save the world, please make peace, please,please, please, I am helpless.’

I come back home,

Safe and tired

Unsatisfied and stressed.

Now it’s night again

I will think now

I’ll dream now

But I say sorry though.

For what?

For being a born fool

Or being part of normal pool?

Or is every normal man is a fool?