Praveen Kumar some might call it stupidity some might call it arrogance while others might think i am being foolish society is like a chameleon they change colours as and when it suits them
to me, it was the only thing left to do death was not an option to me running away is what cowards do i, wanted to live, i, want to live
in a desperate attempt to fight these shadows i stood my ground me against the powers of darkness me against the shadows
an uneven fight it was not even a david vs goliath armed with nothing except my confidence and hope and a great desire to live once again
i was out in the first round itself my confidence and hope was no match to the powers of darkness was no match to the dark side
beaten and bruised lying in a heap of mess with the will to fight confidence and hope still inside me still alive, but powerless to change my fortune cursing my luck i hear the distant sound of a bell i listen and wonder for whom the bell tolls
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note: this is a continuation of the previous poem Title is inspired by the song "For whom the bell tolls" by "Metallica"
