A sense of good humour will help you in life
A smile or a wave will help to end strife
A frown will not help
Nor will a jeer
So always do try to smile and to cheer
The lockdown is crippling
It’s taken its toll
So many are jobless
So many on dole
Insecurity in life
Turns man mean and bad
Outwitting all others
Even their very own brothers
Riding a high horse
Intolerant of jest
These are the people
Who consider they’re best
Taunting and jeering are really quite bad
Why can’t one be gracious - even to a cad
Being rude and unkind will lead you nowhere
It’s high time one learnt to care and to share
Be gracious to others
Listen to their tale
A smile is a curve
That’s not been known to fail
Learn to be tolerant
To hear one and all
To respond to a plea
Or an urgent help call
Our patience is being tested
Things are at a head
Do not look at life
With fear and with dread
Lend out a hand
Reply to a post
Do not be proud
Do not try to boast
Life teaches us a lot
It’s upto us to learn
It pays to be good
And some brownie points earn
So shed that grim frown
It will lighten up your load
Try to be always
In the ‘happy, caring mode’
Comments1
'Riding a high horse
Intolerant of jest
These are the people
Who consider they’re best'..
wonderfully, idyllic
message, dear poet
and yet, so realisable
with little
effort and a pinch of humility..
still
inevitably, we watch
as unseen it passes, most
like
the clouds they forget
to heed...
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