Ten dimwits in an exam hall
Each one, willing to cheat.
But none had faith in one another
So all on themselves' feet.
When asked, each of them told among
Themselves, that they don't cheat.
While in reality, they said so
Only so their thoughts meet.
All of them were opportunists,
Who didn't mind treachery.
And sadists, who discreetly
Loved others' misery.
So if they could, they'd take some help
But when their own turn comes,
They cared not of friendship, so
They would do nought to help.
Or worse still, they would take some help,
But the cue to reciprocate,
They'd mislead their own helping hand
Into writing the inaccurate.
But as they all had the same mindset
None did really to help.
And all of them wrote whatever
The little they had felt.
At last because of lack of trust
Their grades plummeted down.
Only if they had faith amongst,
Marks wouldn't have let them down.
- Author: Nightly Bard ( Offline)
- Published: January 17th, 2022 10:04
- Category: Unclassified
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