See them,
Yes, see them and feel them
At this crucial juncture
With your best endeavour,
They are staring at each other
With their vacant eyes,
Neither any ambition
Nor any aspiration!
Still they are full and saturated
In their own way,
They must be placed
In the significant page of the world in time,
Because they never stop,
They always proceed
Even in their dire straits,
That's the way they love to live,
Many intellectual men consider them
Irrelevant and insignificant,
That doesn't matter,
They always keep the momentum going,
That's their utmost significance in the true sense,
One can never delete them
From the important page of civilization,
They are dull and insipid,
But they are honest and tireless indeed,
They patiently search for the oasis for all
Even in the cruelest desert,
To tell the truth.....
They are never implicit but always explicit
In their approach,
I reckon.....
No one can write them off
From the solid core of this planet.
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