Meenas PoemsFails to understand
why not I do not know
could be of ignorance
nay not I feel
be major on indifference
want not to understand
act as though he is innocent
not I think so in the reality
it is being done wantonly
all cause of indifference
wants not to understand
I attribute it to adamancy
could be entirely a stubborness
do not know what to call
lo! it is mulish being the apt one .
The child in us all
showing itself in the desire for all
raising up in the form of adamancy in the thrive
that be the firmness in the likings with a strive
the feel of stubbornness going up with the age slowly
the intention to acquire increases gradually
the thought gains momentum as days go by
while the need or necessity takes the back seat in the try
the only aim is to get it by hook or crook anyway
that again proves akin to the childlike craziness in a way
with the feverish move there goes an attempt frivolous
which annihilates the reason and analysis almost rebellious
the mulish attitude grows with a zeal tumultuous
therein we find the grown ups as little boys in their glee.
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