When a giraffe stands tall
He looks down on the world below
And when everyone seems so small
His ego starts to flow
Rats warn him of the coming storm
He ignores them in his pride
And when finally he takes a hit
He has nowhere to hide
Rats all gather around
Taunt the fallen giraffe
While the floods fill their holes
And the world has the last laugh
"Big or small," it says
"You're all the same to me
Then why do you draw the boundaries?
Why do you fail to see?"
We all have our joys
We all have our sorrow
Don't worry if it's not your day
It'll be yours tomorrow
So invest your time in yourself
Stop finding the other's fault
Be the reason for success
Not of someone's halt
YOU ARE READING
Rhyming Rhythms
PoesíaLet the curtains rise Let the show begin Let the rhythms rhyme Even the audience is so keen What are you waiting for Open the mystery box Full of smiles and tears It'll make you dance on the rocks Yes, it'll make you sing along and dance... *** The...
