So far, the roads and rues and avenues
Told me, more or less in their jagged way
With their signposts that zigzag here and there
Where to go in my own inimitable way.
There were people who tried, and tired
Left my side: there were moments of grace
But I kept on at my pace.
And weary of it all, I thought
After having come so far
Not to tire out, not to fade out
Without finding what destiny is all about.
Copyright: Rani Turton
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