Running across the street
Without stopping to take a breath.
No time to say hello and greet.
And hardly anyone feels any regret.
What is it that keeps one occupied ?
What is it that keeps one on his heels ?
Look around and not a soul is satisfied.
Is it just about money bags,gold bars and million $ deals ?
Very few enjoy what they actually do.
Most of them have creased brows.
Compete in the rat race with not much clue.
Then why give peace of mind, answer me thou ?
Is the tension worth living through?
Estates and luxuries living for?
When at stake are kinship and the real few.
Who will eventually leave you in your quest for more.