"Judging Wings and Walks" - by Astha Mishra of B.Sc ZCFS First Year
Humans sneer, "You’re slow, what a waste."
Yet they forget, as they point and stare,
They’re crawling too, in their own despair.
When the butterfly breaks free to the sky,
Humans gasp, "How graceful! How high!"
But envy whispers, and praise turns cold—
They forget their wings have just grown old.
For in this world, we’re all in the race,
Crawling, soaring, yet losing grace.
While they judge the caterpillar’s fight,
They forget they, too, crawl through night.
So to the butterfly, I send this plea—
Do better than the world did to me.
For though you’re praised for your beauty rare,
I see the struggle that got you there.
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