The story of the Selfish
says, it is wrong to be so.
One must do and appear to please
others even if it is for a show
and live up to the proprietary expectations
where judgement is rather fast than slow.
At the sight of even a glimmer of dream or desire,
the Selfless ones as they think so
will label and chop the small bird.
Beat it down till it becomes featherless
and call it a sheep of the herd.
Mere age doesn’t qualify for judgeship
and mere dreams or desires doesn’t make one selfish
but if it does, then please know this:
I am Selfish.