He used to walk with haste,
With optimism spread across his face,
Alas! He was betrayed and scarred,
Now, betrayed and scared,
Carrying wounds and pain,
Forced him to walk at a slower phase,
Though, in time he recovered,
And soon as he walked unfazed,
He was eager to join the rat-race,
Though again,
He got cheated and disappointed + disgraced,
He took some time,
And in time,
He got up with grace,
The announcer then states,
Get back to the starting line!
Once again, he began with hope,
Though once again, fell into a bitter state,
He noticed,
It’s either do nothing and get pulled into the quicksand,
Or to crawl and eventually learn to walk again,
So he continued upholding his course,
While the world unceasingly continued to punish & exhaust his sanity
