Itinerary of the Pinnacle

This World is a polymorphous tableaux,
Sometimes Atrocious,othertimes sagacious;
Here each yearns for Fame and Gold,
Is it a Success,I muse with a pause.

Diving to the skeleton of breath,
From cradle to grave,coins prop life's veins;
But does it brace heart to its own satisfaction?
I Fear the answer is NO, after a kind examination.

Hypnotized to be catapulted into the limelight,
They have buried the Turtle Hare plight;
Will Fame be able to stand tall,
When its Base is weak and sees a reason to fall.

Hassled by my thoughts,
And Thinking hard how these culprits are to be fought;
A Street Urchin came from his haven and asked,
Is there no way to accelerate on the tarmac to Success?

Fazed by his thunderbolt,
A question that was so deep and so pure;
I looked at his grimaced face and chin,
And decided to pour my heart before him.

In this Derby,Men are running without their minds,
Not able to distinguish between water and wine;
They have riven against the great white,
And have found peace with the Devil's child.

The Need of the hour is to turn the clock back,
And retain the good old supporters on the track;
Knowledge and Passion are how they are known,
To aid you to get them ahold under this World's Crown.

But dont go by the grayness of their esquire,
They are twisted core burning a different fire;
While Knowledge extracts sweat from the Brain's coil,
Passion yens sparks from Heart's wire.

Knowledge acts as a ticket for your big time,
Passion aids you to never forget the success chime;
If you can understand me,I am a talisman without a price,
Else,I am just another soul on the writer's paradise.