A constant battle
An indifferent rattle
A scoring cattle
A nerve that pierces you numb
A swerve that greases you dumb
The thoughts give you wrinkles
The fights give you trickles
One makes an attempt to be sane for so long
Only ruling everything that has been so wrong
Still not a word
Just flying the same way absurd
How can one go on
When one is pulled through the very skin
How are the lives
That chose to not go the right way
The ways that refuse to struggle at all
They fall
They laugh
The world calls them mad
I call them sober
As I am sure at one point they were the ones
Putting everything and everyone together
Until one fine day
Everything scattered
Some of them broken
Some lost
Some tossed into the air
While people called them fair
Madly trying
Madly falling in love
Madly sticking out
Madly without doubt
Only to be mad about
The things that didn't go polite
Despite being madly after
The eagle just passes by
With me looking up at the sky
Maybe it wants me to lie
That someday when I die
You eat my corpse
Till my very last bone
While a vulture
sits far away
In this mad clutter
This bird has the utmost flutter
And courage to see it all
But not starve them
For what they have become
Because the sun that sets
Will be back tomorrow
Just like the sorrow that's never ending
Will stay back if you want to
As it loves the folks that narrow their outreach
Go on with your lives
As no one but you can teach
Yourself the right way to fly
As the more lives reveal
The more it gets disheveled
Hide yourselves
Inside an eagle
That never sits and thinks
Its always on the chase
To hunt down
Till their very last prey
Draining them grey
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