Successful Earthling Poem by shubhen bhandare

Successful Earthling



Here I am being paid for my work,
My body imploring me to shirk,
My heart is about to collapse,
My mind already had a relapse,
People berate at me,
I am a designated flea,
Gone to the dogs have I,
Maggots giving an eye for an eye,
Success is on everybody's lips,
At all costs wanted on the fingertips,
Women rubbing shoulders with men,
Can't fight them without going insane,
Gentleman am I to the core,
Emotions waiting for a downpour,
A secluded corner is my jaunt,
Frustrated words come to haunt,
Death is better than a life on earth,
Where man fights man for money's worth!

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