Poetry

A Profession Dilemma

I wished to become rich,

But after seeing his wealth locked,

I thought it is better to be a monk,

But he was chasing a woman.

So I thought to become a teacher,

But then the books scared me.

So thought a lawyer’s job is easy,

But the courts were full of criminals.

For sure business must be good,

But saw a trader ready to cheat.

Doctor?? I thought yes,

Seven years of training!! Oh no!

Then why not engineer, I thought

But dreaded the powerful contractors. So, No..

Then I pondered to become a driver,

But instantly gave up after seeing a truck in the river.

Oh! I have forgotten my farms..

Better go back there..

~ Sonam Wangdi,

    Trashigang, Bhutan

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