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Outperform..Outlast...

Neat and clean.smartened hair,
little jhonny is going to school...
Scampering through the rooms...
Can't be late,can't miss anything.
Carrying weight of the world on his back.No imagination.
Impatient daddy,moves ten minutes faster than rest of the world,waiting in his car.
Children,dirty and poor,pausing their street games as the car makes its way.
Little jhonny watches them with curiosity as they are fading away.

He couldn't realize when the sun went back home.
Little jhonny misses the day's play.
Autobiography,history books galore...
Dexter's laboratory is all dusty...unproductive...
His little red fish dies in the bowl all alone.

Comments

AyAn! said…
Fantastic,but a tad unrefined!
March 24, 2010 at 12:19 AM
SUTIRTHA said…
AN ODE TO THE "BEAUTIFUL MODERN LIFE"

perhaps the rat race will never end.
it is no more just survival for the fittest.it is survival for the fastest 2.
money outshines passion, goals outshine dreams,monotony outshines creativity.

good compostion!!! nice read
March 24, 2010 at 12:26 AM
dj said…
really nice..khub bhalo
March 24, 2010 at 9:06 AM
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