Never is assigned
the role we need to play
life evaporates
in shadow boxing
with self-assigned
roles and goals
like in ill-tailored clothes
we go about as
characters in an absurd play
and wait for godot
in meaningless hope
and get blown up
in a whiff of smoke...
indira babbellapati
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-la-waiting-for-godot/
