TO THINE OWN SELF BE TRUE (By Henry Dike)
TO THINE OWN SELF BE TRUE by Henry Dike When will you stop this? When will the lies stop? Why do you attempt to fly when you can only hop? For how long will you lie to everybody? For how much longer can you sustain the pretence? You say you are a lion, but I look closer You are a cat, a disowned pet cat, close to a loser You say you are a big fish, a humongous whale I look closer, you are one sardine, chased by a piranha With your grammar you claim to be a P.H.D holder Coming closer it was discovered you are a moulder Of bricks, without whom the house will not be this ready Several lexicons are there, from which you dish out the words You claim to know everyone who matters around here and there Yet you are alone, always I see you alone, lost to every form of care The unseen one alone whom you appear not to at all know But whose presence is ubiquitous, knows you through and through Am I the only one that can see how special you are in heart? Am I the only one that c...
