I saw a man walking tall
The riches galore
He had it all
That proudly gait
As if he’ll never fall
I met him in a tavern
And there was he
Surrounded by damsels
Amid pomp and glee
He called for drinks
And I was offered one
Salud! He said
Let there be some fun
There’s no land
Where he hasn’t been
No sight he said
That he haven’t seen
Life is short he said
You gotta win
So much to have
So many to swing
The crowd cheered
The damsels swooned
Champagne on ice
For everyone in the room
The waiters poured on
The spirits soared on
A drink spilled
Over Thee
Everyone startled
And mad was He
A chaperone faltered
Had spilled the drink
The whole party saw
How that raised a stink
Grabbing by collar
He punched the culprit
Blood flew freely
Yet He gave a shit
You spoiled my Armani
Shouted He
Hammering the guilty
Painful it be
Mercy! I begged
And the cries faded out
Oblivious He continued
So was the justice meted out
He kept hitting
Till he couldn’t hit anymore
He wins no matter what
Now that’s for sure
Not a whiff, not a sound
The poor guy laid battered
And I saw, the mighty fall
How His grandeur had shattered
Silence can have the loudest noise
Pride comes always without poise
Riches don’t always warranty class
Diamonds can’t suffice for the glass
I say, days are short
Life is long
So much to learn
Before you’re gone
Now, I see a man walking tall
The riches galore
But that’s not all
Pride comes always
Before the fall…
– Pushpender Rathee
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