Many a times I feel like a fool!
I keep looking at the sky without
any deep thinking;
I only see a sky of confusion!
I keep walking without any aim and
remain standing at the street-corner,
baffled!
I start talking about social-welfare and,
uncertain like every citizen-life,
end up with bloody politics.
In the food-joint I'll pursue
a meaningless menu, mostly showing off,
that's a bully to my appetite!
I'll lucidly talk about the dirty Hyena
of social injustice but
Never hold a stick to beat it off or
Will never motivate and organize a group
of youths to defeat other social ills.
Putting my both hands in the side pockets
the way I'll walk looking up or looking down,
I will appear like a free man,
not having any responsibility to anyone,
not even myself!
Whereas I have lived on this planet and
in this society and they have been giving me
everything I needed!
Dhaka, Bangladesh;
In the car, 10:00 am, 29th Oct'14
