BORN ORDINARY

By Pankaj Debbarma

December 17, 2023

I have my indignation

With the rulings of predestination

For letting me born ordinary

Ungenerously granting just the necessary

So, I strut with my fickle existence

Inflaming every desire as resistance

To keep pace with the tide of motion

Knotting and caging unruly emotions

Sustaining only on morsels of action and hope

My essence walking the tightrope

With a whisper in my fighting heart

I stride through the arduous dust and dirt

To get what has not been given

And make this world a little more even

I have failed and may fail again

But there shall be no more anguish and looking back again.