Little beads of sweat trickling by,
You keep walking, unfazed by the pain,with the head held high.
“Why should thou bear it?” asks your heart,
There comes the answer, the very first memory, right from the start.
You make your first step, you see many people patting your shoulder,
You answer all those challenges,you now sense the inner flame smolder.
You rise to glory, you taste every bit of it,
You now wanted to run faster, never did you try to slow down,never did you try to sit.
Now here comes a point, you stumble upon a little stone,
The wound so intense, paining through the skin and deep into the bone.
You now look for friends, you now look for help,
Oh,they are all long gone,no one to cure the pain,no one to soothe the yelp.
You now realize, you are on your own,
You now will learn to stand up, yes indeed you are alone.
You stand up to move ahead, with a new energy,with a new ardor,
You never are satisfied, your soul raves you to try harder.
The passion for your glory is now not the same,
You now feel a zeal burning within, oh, don’t stop, go on, feed the flame.
A little step is what all it shall take,
To find new questions and their answers, oh, let there be anything at stake.