I went from north to south and west to east
Just to find the thing they called 'Peace'
Futile! Even after exerting such endeavors
Its like grasping a wind and believing in rumors.
I got no contentment and continued my pace
My perseverance dragged me into a race
To find such a thing which they called 'Comfort'
Futile! I never found it however I go back and forth.
The fire that is burning inside of me
Is on the verge of losing with my 'Dignity'
Believing I'm strong enough to fight this stupidity.
Its futile...even the insane have companions!
