road ahead

there would be more waiting;
there would be more storms;
there would be more bad days,
but there is no remorse.

the rains are about to come,
the skies have turned darker,
the lightning has struck again,
but this fire will not die.

the roads have all ditched,
the bridges all broken,
the shoes too gave way,
but my feet will move on.

some friends became foes,
some foes became friends,
some are about to change,
but I remain the same.


i am not running fast,
i am not dreaming either,
i am not praying to God,
i am just walking past,
another milestone.