They scream out their ignorance
bound by self-made chains of defiance.
They Insist they're right
by virtue of their plight.
They never ceased to ponder
upon problems too yonder.
It taxes their mind
limited and defined.
I try to be humble and give you your space
but you just hate the very sight of my face.
Carefree, guiltless, happy and free
is that why, you're after me?
Could you try to think?
Could you try to try?
Could you discover your wings
and prepare to fly?
To places unknown and heights unscaled?
But you're an example of all those
who tried to live life blindfolded...
but failed!
Pritika Sethi
Copyright ©2006 Pritika Sethi
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