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The Centenarian's Cry

I can count how many lives I've lived
What are the significance of those lives?
9 lives like a cat I grew up hearing
on my 9th Birthday, no balloons was I bearing
I can go on writing sonnet
as well link my generations in a punnet
I don't see Toy as symbol of Joy
This generation needs Joysticks than candlesticks
Enlighten! Be lighten!, my mind yearned for more
Not being a part of revolution earlier, I could Mourn!
What should I throw myself at?
I can only answer without covetousness in my heart
I love to behold works of art
I also want to be a CEO with the hat
I want to bag degrees of Code stems
but all we were taught was Agricultural root, stems
I wanted to cry but I chose to blink
Imagine the fashion world without pink
Enough of false success links!
only if we could see beyond mediocre beam
a true light with unusual gleam
When will this revolution be birthed outside my dream
Even after having it all, with desires soaring so tall
I will say to them, have it all
and still get to see it's not the answer
even the rhymes are not the answer... ..
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