As I yawn on the longest day
I awake at the center of a crowded maze.
As people walk by me I become bewildered
and started to look down a path in a daze.
To make an executive decision I first went left
only to realize it was just an unintelligent phase.
I suddenly stopped, turned right,
and then gave myself much praise.
As I kept exploring I became Saddened because I saw walls
blocking many of the simple ways.
At this point I am having soliloquy responding
"will this be the end of days".
Now with much frustration I decided to return
to the commencement of it all,
and that is the center of the maze.
This time around I come prepared with an inquiry
that certainly needed to be raised.
Walking towards a human
I started to Say.
"Excuse me kind sir may
I ask you a question if I may.
Surprisingly the mortal
did not say nay.
There was also not a price
I needed to pay.
I thought to myself
"I here will not lay".
The knowledge of this fellow
was a massive array.
"O Yes all you have to do is
turn right, then turn left,
and then go that way! "
This is the wisdom of
the clever Mr. Hays.
Now that I have the answer
I will run out and dash to
the exit fast as a blaze.
Finally with much needed assist
I am out of the maze!
I of course one day
will return to answer a question
needed to be raised.
To give the solution to a
loner in a crowded maze.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem