ME ON MY OWN

The road that I am walking on
and the life that passes by me.
Passerbys left and already gone
but the 'I' in myself didn't flee.

It's not time to rest, onward I go
rocky paths, muddy roads - trudging on.
'I' have to move on so that I may know
the pearls of wisdom to pass the baton.

I may run or crawl on the thoroughfare,
while others may have a warm home.
Ready to face sun, snow or nightmare,
my struggle is forever, my illusion is to roam.

Prasenjit©1997-2022