The Rat Race

My eyes the meaningful eyes
I can see I know
The pride fills the air
And I go around thrilled.
The mind, the body together
Act and display to the worldly pleasures
Where I am right and you are wrong
You and I are independent
And belong to no body
Money is power and love keeps you and I moving.
An era of selfishness
An age of self praise
I work so I eat, I live for myself
The stress and pressures are challenges
In the risk taking part of life.
I want to win every time
Defeat creates a new strength
The desire to fight and achieve
And this becomes a strong force
The cycle that keeps itself
Moving forward always, forever.
I earn so I spend
I want to enjoy this world
The dreams for some
The facts for others
Why worry about future
The attitude so firm
Holds me high
To keep going in this fast life.
No time to think or panic
Instead to tackle situations
As they come….
I am practical and so I survive
I want to be in the rat race
This is what life is now
The ideas of other worldliness
Is only a rescuing source.
I live to work, earn and have fun living
The power of religion or the unknown
Is the source of reassurance that balances
My mind, my body and my world.
Harmony in life I see
As victory, a boosting energy
That makes me one among them
A character in the never ending stories
That life has to tell.
- Deeya Nayar-Nambiar

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