The Bearer

O! The people of generations!

She has to profess;

A profession for her ardent desire.

"But Curiosity killed the cat."

"The sweater you knit yesterday is first-rate."

"The meat you cook today is toothsome."

"Oh, Can you pass me the egg, please?"

O! The people of generations!

She has to profess;

A profession for her ardent desire.

"Good God, Aren't you the loveliest in this attire?"

"Honey, go get some rest, you look so pale."

"Why are you scribbling all the time, dear?"

O! The people of generations!

She has to profess;

A profession for her ardent desire.

"So, that's how you get a degree."

"Go get out and make some friends."

"Galileo made the greatest discoveries."

O! The people of the generations!

She has to profess;

A profession for her ardent desire.

"The Bridegroom is on his way."

"I heard he works overseas."

"Make sure the makeup stays intact."

O! The people of generations!

What have you done?

The satisfaction doesn't bring

The cat back.

She has no more to profess;

Her ardent desire turned grey,

Although the makeup stays intact.

The blank white sheet would

Have had some stories to be told

Or some verses

Which will be hymned forever.

"Daughter! Daughter! Look at your Mother! Your Mother felt intense devastation! You didn't mention about Not wanting the Bridegroom."

But the forsaken Fountain Pen

Mourns for its Bearer.