Rat Race
Drifting alive, waves of human tide,
money and power slaves nine to five
project deadlines nauseate in stress
endless chase, mortgages magnified.
Vacillating minds, weary woes abide
big cars whiff smoke on sullen faces.
insidious pressure, to be a 'someone'
mad huff and puff, passion slowly died.
Fake hierarchy walls , anonymous pride
unreachable goals, on invisible horizon
Don't know who am I ,Where am I going?
hare has turned a horse , the tortoise cried
A mimic in frenetic , never satisfied,
It's a Rat's Race , a finish line of cower
Pied Piper in bend,..the chariot guide.
9th March 2020
Sponsor Joseph May
Contest Name Lines to Awaken Your Muse 2
Based on the following line:
Down the street as I was drifting with the city's human tide.
Copyright © Debjani Mitra | Year Posted 2020
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