He was intolerant, stubborn and stagnant;
Until he realised his views were all vacant.

He was a believer of blind prejudice;
Until he realised that it is all sheer injustice.

He used to discriminate against and abuse others,
Until he realised that he has no one to stand for him as a brother.

He used to hate the impoverished and ugly;
Until he realised it was him who was poor, repulsive and guilty.

He craved for approval and often felt dejected;
Until he realised that heroes grow mightier after being rejected.

He groaned at a symptom of a malady like a hypochondriac;
Until he realised that his will and science can do best for his comeback.

He thought that war and violence were natural;
Until he found it was easier to stay with others as a pal.

He stopped asking questions taking things are just what they are;
Until he realised that our strides in every field are the product of how far
we have raised the ‘it happens’ bar.

He thought that death is the dark secret of our life;
Until he realised it is an adieu to our mortal self
while our love and deeds remain alive.

All these are eloquent of an uncherished boon;
The scope of change of thought and view that can alter our fortune.