A piece of Paper;
Our whole life revolves around it.
Signature moments as we call;
Are so few on record.
Hatred and Stress,
Pain and Agony;
Finding its due place in this piece of paper.
Erasing joy and happiness forever.
Insecurity creeps in; with the possession of the
papers,
Poverty follows man as soon as he abandons it.
Middle path is hard to find;
Since contentment is so rare.
A piece of paper,
Acts as Almighty God.
Leaving us human beings
As mere puppets in its hands.
Student: Vidya Nair