I Erred My Cores

When I was born Somebody might have thought, ‘he is going to bring wealth’, It was hard to look outside Though some might have thought, ‘he is going to be a visionary’, I cried, I was innocent and I was well-thought-of Someone might have thought, ’he will be famed’. I wondered, the world so crazy - At first breath, why they are so dependent on me? The poor baby in me stepped as a kid ABCDE became easy. One plus two equals to three Later multiplications and divisions Ruined my vital capacity. I gave up with arithmetic and outraged against history I wondered and grew, why the people lived with such difficulty!!! Earth core, landmasses, oceans made me clear But altitude and latitude made it heavier. Left with literature, I made it going Yet, recitation and dictation made it receding. Primary came out of struggles And later in high school came with more hurdles. Erstwhile subjects totted by unwanted hindrances Physics, Chemistry and Bio-Logy were additional weightages. Accompanied by curricularism Sports, paintings and crafts became to be favoritism. Someone might have thought, ‘his mind is full of asceticism’. Cried with science And accountancy gave back my smile, Calculator and company books Were carried for rest of the time. Someone might have thought then, ‘he will be a quaestor’. I was wondering, ‘what will make my profile!!!’ Confusion and complexity aroused And after my masters Am I heading to be Manager? I summed up my weaknesses And was not left with any strengths I switched on my bulb without filament And I oohed myself Did I end up as a writer then???