All of us one way or the other are victim of egotism
We enjoy and celebrate when we dominate others
In the process we sing our anthem and feel awesome
So in our own circus we prove to be good actors
Being hubris we look down upon all others as ninnies
And in spur of moment we forget how helps we are
We forget what tiny moment will cease and make us freeze
Being behind unseen bars we poor creatures are at war
Time determines ones endowment and intent to explore
His worth in this unlimited golden green ocean of life
We are just a straw in blunt blowing wind to take to roar
And on altar of life we can be butchered by a a blunt knife
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 1:02 AM UTC
All of us one way or the other are victim of egotism
We enjoy and celebrate when we dominate others
In the process we sing our anthem and feel awesome
So in our own circus we prove to be good actors
Being hubris we look down upon all others as ninnies
And in spur of moment we forget how helps we are
We forget what tiny moment will cease and make us freeze
Being behind unseen bars we poor creatures are at war
Time determines ones endowment and intent to explore
His worth in this unlimited golden green ocean of life
We are just a straw in blunt blowing wind to take to roar
And on altar of life we can be butchered by a a blunt knife
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Request permission to use this poem