It Was Me All Alone,

On a Dulcet Seashore ,

Trying To Figure Out Which Road I Belong ,

A Freak Step Could Prove Me Wrong….

What To Do ? What To Do ?

Choose Which Queue ?

Ah Ya ! Mr. Motivator will Help ,

I thought with Just a faint Yelp.

I went To him Straight ,

Waited For Hours On His Gate ,

Because He’s The One To Counsel Me ,

The One Who Carefree.

He Explained Me What’s Life ,

Be A Hero In The Strife !

Elucidated What’s A Battle ,

Be Not Dumb , You Driven Cattle !

His Words Echoed In My ears,

Until He Asked Me , To Cheer.

Why should I Seek For Dumbness To study It ?

It is Of God and Passes Human wit.

I raced Back to the Seashore ,

With Ruminations Of Crores ,

I sat Again, this Time To Tackle This Battle,

Hearing The Foeman’s rattle.

The road Was Taken ,

And I was Through ,

My Road Trip Begun ,

As I Bid Adieu !!

It was Me all Alone ,

On a Dulcet Seashore ,

Trying To Figure Out Which Road I Belong ,

A Freak Step Could Prove Me Wrong 💯