HONOUR
I must be recognised in my vicinity
I must be infallible
I must be honoured
I must be remembered
And confidential
Those are all fallacies
A fanciful dream
You want to be honoured, when your tasks are fallow
Your desire shall fail your inquire
When your dreams shall retire
You can never be forgotten with just few
For men are rational
Their minds are fractional
For they are national
They can turn the honoured to farcical
Their thinking is not far-off
You can only be remembered when you feed their thirsty minds
Though you may not satisfy their kinds
You can take your finds
And do your kinds
Then an honour
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