Narcissism prevails,
in the crowd
I become
flabbergasted,
in the crowd
I become alone.
Air becomes
Short of oxygen,
I feel suffocated.
As
I decide not to gallop
for success
and supremacy,
air again brings
a plethora of oxygen,
I breathe with peace.
I close my eyes
and
a mellow voice
lilts from inside,
'Oh! My keeper,
be yourself,
maintain your
goodness
and
never hanker after
false things,
do your work sincerely
and
never let the peace
to whisper adieu
to you'.