Behind those Government quarters , besides the trees
lives a man, his name is John
very decent and kind, helping and polite
ever-ready to work and oblige
He never took a bribe
never drank liquor
never indulged in cigars futile
obediently served the society
only that he dint knew
all is not right with the concept of right
to fight is wrong, so he never fought
to others for sure,
to him never stopped
just left or held silence
that were his only ways
but something was extremely wrong
about being extremely right
he couldn't say for sure
what guilt he carried
as he lived his life
any wrong doing could have killed
him by his own conscience
yet in result, he had to fight
his own self and dreams
yes! indeed he had dreams, he was alive
not naive,not dull or futile
well read, well behaved, a gentleman
slightly peculiar yet worthwhile
ashamed to follow his mind unabashedly
he had to take others along, agreeing and on his side
thats what lead to no-where
thats why he was never himself, never satisfied
and clueless where he was wrong in being too right.....
John , living in his government quarter
with unchanging type...........
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