My Walk Down The Street!

Walking down the streets

I realize the streets have wounded my knees: I’m bleeding;

But they’ve taught me

To make mere gravel the stepping stones to success;

Walking down the dark wintry streets

I realize the darkness has made me frightened: I’m scared;

But it has taught me to pave my way in the dark;

Walking down the lonely streets

I realize loneliness has become my custodian: I’m abandoned;

But it has taught me to be me;

Walking down the laughing streets

I realize that I’ve become a mocking stock: I’m joked;

But it has taught me to make people glad;

Walking down the streets

I wonder why I’ve landed here when I’m not needed

But then I think

I’m maybe a bit different

Maybe here people don’t understand me

Walking down the streets

I realize the streets have changed: I’m noticed

But then the streets tell me to be earthed

They tell me to succeed with pride and not shame

They tell me to recall all lessons learned

Walking down the streets

I realize I’ve changed; I’m in demand

But I need to be in pace

Walking down the streets

I think I’ll go far now; I’m determined,

But how far?

I’m sitting on the street and still brooding over my walk

Where it has leaded me and where it will lead me?

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