Self Burning

I slip into a circle Or a circle becomes my surrounding With certainty i can’t tell you Now I feel the avoidance The criminal negligence And the cruel apathy From the vibrant neighbours Eating, sleeping and hoarding Laughing at the cost of dignity To tell spade a spade Against the piece of drabs And inspire someone Striving for the best They all are brave enough To nourish the sycophant But too coward to face this fool Hammering on with words Their inborn follies Being a narrow minded On caste, religion and race They behave like they are On the tip of an apex But they are really small Like a speck of cloud Floating in the lap of Vastness of endless space Yet they feel proud of For their being born In a house where Only meanness grows For the blood they carry In their swollen veins Though it is not blue Yet they go arrogant With stubbornness of a mule With mulishness of a wild goat They will reach nowhere Whereas I will rise Like the sparing smoke As I know to burn myself Alone in the fire In the hearth of all indifference.