Poetry and humility

Folks asked if I am humble,
        Few think, am not
Yet daily I flip a humble page,
        Because humility is a book;
And poetry is a page.
         It had not mocked at fame, 
Every poet wants a taste of fame 
           In  a weird wide world-
A world where high horse is so high,      
           But as long as it attracts honor; 
A read of it, I need.

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