PROJECTED

PROJECTED
Earlier date, I did not
I now see things projected
Had I been born clever
I would not have been dejected
Some slow some fast
Walking their way
One chair race
The music I loved, sent me away
The night covered her, earth still brown
The usual beginning of the day
Some threshold still be dreamt
The human way
Plus-minus is minus; dejection came way
I saw people driving old cars
The new movie, ‘The famous boxer lost the battle.’
No turning away
Englishman suggested,
That tree does not grow fruit, go that way
I saw the squirrel climbing
Dog, unnecessarily dejected; my way            
Dr. Baljit Singh
Friday 8th January 2016