New is coming a big basket on head,
Laden with hopes, desires, and lucky chances
And looks utterly promising to lead
Us no fail to health, wealth, happiness...
Will Old be old, who was new a year ago?
Will he like a dead leaf off the tree fall
And leave his place for New to fill and grow?
Or like a folio of a distressful novel
Flow to the next -- like flew the foregoing?
Same things again, again in New all over;
Same setbacks, shocks, pains, sorrows, sufferings;
Contagions, killings, crimes, conflicts, yet more?
Howe'er, caught all in a whimsy of celebration
Bet'n going and coming, by a shamly provision.
-- N P SAMAL
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