Choose Wisely

I am not a poet and i cant be one. This is my first attempt in about last 7 years; this is dedicated to all the Officer Trainees of 88th foundation course of Indian Civil Services.

Many many people try but very few of them succeed,

 in this long and arduous odyssey of toil, tears and fear,

We come with lofty ideals and zeal to change the world,

Only to find horrendous enticement and ills of the world,

We claim to represent the poor of the nation,

We claim to work for the poor of the nation,

But in the temptation of power, lust and greed,

We casually, deliberately ignore the lofty ideals,

And our own big list of toil, tears and fear,

We continue to preach the ills of the system,

The deadly combo of money, power and lust,

Even after compromising our pious ideals,

For handful of silver, flesh and some gold,

Shall we continue to tread the old weary path,

Or we will follow the footsteps of some greats,

Who carried the lamps of ideals to the greater Everest,

Without ever demanding glory or thanks,

We always have a choice to become great,

Or to join that failed brigade of commoners,

So choose wisely your Rubicon my dear friends