A Paper Dart

I saw my dad,

He is into sprint,

I asked him why is that for?

He said me,

A paper dart is making him to sprint.

I was surprised it is invisible,

He said me,

Everyone on this globe chases it,

I brooded over it,

He said me,

It stops us from eating,

I went out to see my deprived friends,

He said me,

It makes us homeless,

I saw many playmates are out without shelter,

He said me,

It tears off the clothes we are wearing,

I saw many fellows with bare bodies.

He tired off chasing it,

He said me to catch hold off it,

I started running,

I don’t know still where the paper dart is,

I found it,

It is money,

It was washed away,

On my way,

A tide of happiness did it.

I stopped running,

And playing on the tides of happiness,

Where I saw all my friends,

Enjoying, ignoring all their issues already.

© Kranthi Kiran Ale

09/11/2015