At the crossroads I stand,
Step into the world …
Build something on your own
Be unconventionally
conventional.
They say lay low and follow.
Flow into the footsteps
The footsteps are sure and
deep.
The castles and the bubbles
Are all a child’s dream
It’s the corporate world now
All with the keycards and Id’s.
The irony borders on
hilarity.
The castle floats in the
high taunting sky.
The glass prisons are truly grounded.
They say its ‘life’, lived by
forefathers before,
Single life is too short to
make all the mistakes
So learn from them before
you go.
The ‘learnings’ are now
prison bars
They doom you before your
fate
Every step has a do and don’t
It’s not your life anyway.
You are free but in a debt
You owe it all, don’t you
know!
Family, friends, society,
they all have a claim
And of course God has the
biggest stake.
Its not your life anyway…
Then why did I get this heart,
One that dreams on.
I feel it, follow it and
ready for the hurts.
I never surrendered that,
why would I!
The society prison is not
for me.
I am a spirit, I will fly
Don’t tell me the eagle may pounce,
The lure is sky is too sweet
to deny.
At my crossroad, I smile
I am a human but I wanna
fly.
You are flying...;-)
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