The euphoria about a house
built by a rich man a decade ago,
pictures highlight its grandeur,
the floors 40 in all
with three helipads,
gardens, car parks,
ball room, banquet
kitchens, bedrooms,
make one raise the eyebrows
not out of awe anyway.
It is his privacy, his wealth
allows such extravaganza
not any of a concern
to the ordinary who
wants a roof over the head
the latter will pass the area
without curiosity, least admire.
An unnecessary painting
by the media which
does not inspire but distract
the otherwise contented mind.
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