Why don't you question your source?
Why be so content with your mere existence?
Question the power,Question the force!
Its not just the Sun that shines from a distance!
The sun rays that glister on you
That stirs the umber of our digressed lands
Bestowing life,energy,warmth and hue
To the grassy meadows and desert sands.
Why don't you stare at the Sun?
Why don't you question its source?
Does it affect your quick vision?
Have you conceded to its relentless force?
What You befit, a way to live,
The brave repel,
The curious question,'What if?',
The disenchanted rebel.
Kiss this imperative strife,
Once spent as grand,now flayed.
Turned back to face your troubled life,
Strayed,inveighed and decayed! Afraid?
Every point is of no return.
Why do you forsake Now? Why rue?
And if this moment you spurn,
Invert to see the lost moments wave at you!
No matter which crossroads you take,
Regardless of the detours you make,
Those stumbling blocks in the path you tread,
Traipsing turned back might hurt your head!
So stop alternating directions,twisting back and forth
Seek to fashion for your life an onward trend
Never look or turn back when driving down the road
Lest you be distrait when you hit the DEADEND!
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