The age of reason
      And the sage of season
The fury of fools
       And ruffians of rules

Intense intellect
       Normally selects
Red herring for a clue ;
      But feelings are true

One eats to survive
       And cheats to just thrive
This cheating and eating
       Then the heart stops beating !

We call him a master
        Who runs a bit faster
On the circumference of logic
          Our judgement is tragic !

Oh! Ode to the codes
      Traffic lights on life’s roads
Where a free spirit is blocked
        As schools hate to be shocked !

The karmic code
         For some is the lode
Not to find --- but to lose
        With a heaven-sent excuse !

The silent majority
        Or the vocal authority
Isn’t proof enough of right
         Solid mass is seldom bright !

If majority can’t be wrong
    With this thought you go along
Then you too add to the mass
For more to follow you, alas !