BUT THERE IS A WALL...

I know how to go there
But there is a wall ahead.
A wall of height and might.
How shall I go there?

I know how to make a door
To make me go there
A door of width and length.
How shall I close it after I go?

I know how to close my door
To stop others from following me
For they must`nt be where I am to be.
How will all judge my gains otherwise?

I know there is a wall
Which has to be built over and over
Even over the door I make.
How will others follow me suit then?

I will reach there first
And none else will reach there next.
I shall have a wall rebuilt for ever
Once a door is made for me....

M.D DINESH NAIR

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