Monday, October 3, 2011

Quantum Dole

As we strive to maximize the pittance that rolls one's way,
A bidding happens with another, doling out quantum pays;
Too tight one clasp, too loose the other hold,
Too meager a mean, too eager a soul.

And farewells are a part of life at every door,
"It comes, it goes", everyday the same show.
To fight the journey of the come and go, a probe,
A minor break, in a major flow.

A tale too heard, a tale much told,
A moment of peace, a moment of hope.

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