I Feel Proud

I feel elated and so proud, Creative work speak so loud, I accepted it as simple food, Something to think and deliver the good, You feel burdened when heavily taxed, Evening at home with body relaxed, Solution in sight with problem waxed, Junior get promotion when senior axed, I found honorable place, Happy to feel with glow on face, So much craze with heavy mad race, Unworthy on top and leaving behind ace, I had feeling with anger and hate, Why so many tricks against fate, What, if creative work is read little late? Certainly it is fake with artificial rate, I wondered what would happen? Why not competition kept wide and open? Emerging poets may find their due, Wide horizons with broader view, There may be many standing in queue, Sad, helpless for the want of dues, Sun may shine in their bright luck, Relentless march and not sitting as duck