A Choice Poem by Abul Hussain

The ancient track our fathers knew,
The road they trod for years,
Is charted well and not beset
With nameless spooks or fears.

But there afar I see a trail
Where you must walk alone;
Its many turnings, bends and twists
Abound in risks unknown.

I do not care how long or dark
That road appears to be.
It is the one that I must take,
The only choice for me.

For life without unsavoured thrills
Is not a life I love.
Let hazards be my daily fare
And risks my manhood prove.