Rome was not
Built in a day,
Nor
Is character.
A person today is,
An amalgamation
of all his yesterdays
Put together.
The undying love
Showered on him
By his parents.
The lessons of life
Learnt
From his teachers.
The silly fights
That he had
With his siblings.
The buffoonery
Enjoyed
With friends.
The movies
That he watched
Growing up.
The books
That he read
And re-read.
The places
He traveled to
Near and far.
The people
He met
By chance
Or otherwise.
Ensiform accusations
Hurled at him
By society.
Bites on the back
That hurt like hell
Manifestations of jealousy.
The shoving, the bullying,
The silent tears
That pleased his seniors.
The play of politics
That made him wary
Of his peers.
The memories
That kept him awake.
The hard work
That lulled him to sleep.
The joys the tears
The thrills the fears
The smiles the leers
The boos the cheers.
Like building blocks,
Each experience
Comes together
To shape character.
Which leads me to think,
If every person
That crosses our path
Is influenced by us
Even in the minutest way,
Then a great responsibility
Rests on our shoulders
I must say.
Treat others bad
Resulting in conspiration.
Or Treat them well
Becoming an inspiration.
The right choice
Is easier said than done.
Still, it wouldn’t hurt to try
To make goodness a habit.
You don’t want to be
That person
Who dented someone’s tomorrow.
Instead, you can be
That person
Who fixed a dent.
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