Oh Man!
Why are you standing last?
Asked the God
Why are you standing last?
Asked the God
I am meant to be here
My Lord!
Why do you say so?
Why don’t you put a foot forward?
What forbids you to reach the front?
Why don’t you stretch your hand
And hold the sky!
Laughed the man
Upon hearing the imponderable
Is it a joke by the Almighty
Or a question on his ability?
Perplexed with thoughts galore
Answered he,
“You sent me last My Lord!
Saying my brothers would guide me
Through the labyrinth of this world.”
But,
I am here still standing last
Holding my hand out
Hoping for someone to clasp it
And show me the way
To what You call
LIFE
Alas!
My finger is still untouched
And I stand here familiar to this place
Because, since my birth O Lord
I have not won any race!
-Prashant Mishra
Small City Thinker 