To be popular and great
is the biggest bait,
So many of us miss the charming date
to get a favourable alliance
between hard work and fate,
Alas but it’s always too late
by the time journey comes to a sudden halt,
The bubble then bursts,
Names and dates turn to ashes,
Unconcerned world goes on
as usual with pompous dashes,
As soon as you become past,
Redundant thy memories turn really fast,
Still we surrender to the bait,
Maybe it’s just our inevitable, humble fate.
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