Looking for paragon

we have no idea what is happening

time passes by as well as the people

with the forwarding hands keeping a dim light of hope 

they are living with the shadows 

ignoring all thwe chaos

we get displeased with little 

look at them ; they are always in a mode to please

without having any bliss

No-one is there to enfranchise them from the pain

it doesnt matter 

still they are not walking with any claim

they are roaming with some stuff

dealing with rough

some being outrageous ,some being felicitous

but they are fixed to not being furious

the pathway is fill with the dust

so much of rust 

still they are trying hard and not getting burst.