Tuesday, November 29, 2011

The Rat Race


The race we all run
Rain, hail or sun
Trampling others on the way
Like hawks hunting their prey
In search of something huge and colossal
Decimating ourselves in the jostle
Forgetting the laws of time and space
We want to win the rat race
                                                                       





                                                                                
                                                                                                                          Money, fame and success

Pounds us under duress
Rest and hunger accentuates
But the clock still vibrates
Citius altius fortius is the one
For future lies on the run
Forgetting the laws of time and space
We want to win the rat race.

Home, family, health behind
Preparing ourselves for the grind
Results, deadlines become friends
Rest and peace are passé trends
Blasphemy, sacred no matter what
Be it crosses, be it nought
 Forgetting the laws of time and space
We want to win the rat race                                                                   












emails, sms, networking plethora                                               
Life estranges fauna flora
Dearth of soul, cupid dearth
Winning is solitary on the earth
Kins, accomplices get a cold shoulder
Relations grow colder and colder.                                                
Losing grace earning praise
We just wanna win the rat race.

 Fusion of efforts coming to fore
Making bucks many and more
Damn the world, lets make hay
Aka rats nibbling through the day
Cubicles becomes our sheds
Desks become our beds
We’re rats masked in a human face
We just wanna win the rat race.






Metamorphosing life into a factory
Running till the charge is in the battery
Falling is not in our lexicon
Cause life is on the run
There’s only first, no second or third
Triumph is the keyword
Beating the competition with a mace
We want to win the rat race.

Do we ever introspect?
Its time to accept not neglect
Till when will we have the chase
Until death and soul embrace
Fellas, come out of the cocoon
Enjoy days ending so soon
Before we leave earth sans the trace
Lets end the rat race.


Udit Bhatia
Electronics & Communication Engineering
Guru Gobind Singh Indraprastha University

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