SO INDECISIVE

He is at the back of the row
His mind at the front row
It is his choice and decision to give
Yet, he made it his choice to leave
He got it all wealth
He said it is his sweat
With his wallet tied to his belt
Won’t give, that’s what he meant
The indecisive millionaire

She said she is beautiful
Don’t in anyway mind flaunting it sinful
Hers is a body for a feast
But she gave it all to a beast
Not Cinderella but she got many glass shoes
A prince charming is hers to choose
She got it intact so placed
Am I or am I not to give in
The indecisive damsel

This is knowledge at its peak
It is in his blood from back ages
This is his destiny to squarely face
To pass the knowledge he got round
As it was prophetically so bound
It is in my head he rudely said
Not a blessing, as all think to vain
I will teach my descendants he thought
No, it is for me alone he so hard fought
The indecisive genius
DEDICATED TO THOSE WHO LACK SENSE OF CHARITY