Ode to Vagabond

This is one of the poems that I have ever written in my lifetime. Through the poem, I intend to put forth a message that the people who stay away from the society (in other words- the vagabonds) have done us more good than harm. In fact, saying that they have done any harm would be extremely wrong. In context to that, every person who doesn't count in as the member of the general mass, people like scientists, doctors, writers, and geeks and nerds come under the category of vagabonds. 


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Oh thee! the vagabond,
thy arms pain with carrying the load of the world.
Thy art the reason why man lives
a life of luxury and content.
Thy art the source of inspiration
from where an average man draws his inspiration.
Thy art the fountain of peace, content and happiness
with which an average man floods his household.
Thy art the light of the day
with which an average man finds his way.
Thy art the ocean of ideas and knowledge
from where an average man extracts his supplement of wisdom.
Thy art an integral part of the human social life,
but they art not a part of the human society.

                                                            -Chirag