Recognition is not what I seek for nor do I want appreciation just a little bit of consideration that you did it right this time or may be at least a look that says it all, that you have tried it right. No I am not asking for sympathy it is far beyond me to accept it. I just want you to say something after my one thousandth blunder when I at last get it right…….can’t you just say you DID IT this time.
No I know you won’t say so to me you cannot see my success for once my thousand failures are blinding you this time. You are The Prevailing, The Mightiest but don’t forget it is my servility that makes you the Lord.
Have you ever been stuck in a stampede? Waiting for just one whiff of fresh breath? I feel I am stuck amidst one in a rush of complete madness……help me just a lung full of air is all I need to survive to strike back ……strike back…… it is clear in the spaces of my mind whom I have to retaliate back to. I will even the score with you The Powerful you can no more control my life because I have my own reins in my hands and I will show you the strength I have hidden in me raring to challenge you. Cause through the sea of faces you have turned against me I can see a light, a path paved only for me. Now I know the one way I have selected for me……I will walk on it….I know I can feel it in me this is the only right way I know………. my breath of fresh air is not far away.
But what is making it so difficult for me to move? Why is it so difficult for me to untangle from this stampede? The Powerful, using me to reach their heights of fame. The power men who are engulfing my air making me breathless or the ones below me really jealous pulling me down for they cannot reach at least the height which I could reach….. Won’t this power game ever end and I may have a peaceful life ahead…….
But no, maybe I do not want the power game to end…..I will fight…..I believe I can win and that makes me stand against you The Mighty! Remember you The Mighty are challenging me to show me my powers it is you who were standing against me taught me how to fight and also remember when I emerge out of this fight I know I will be the powerful one. Though you laugh at my challenge now and you doubt my abilities I know deep in me I can DO IT……..and I am not waiting for you to consider it!
Wait and save your last breath to see me, the one you climbed on to in the stampede to reach out first, full and flourished. Standing tall as a banyan tree my roots firm and I green full of life and health. Then I will shade you all the powerless and let you all cling to me, though you all faulted me for once when I needed you the most, will surely let you cling to me cause it is you the powerless that make me stand and make me powerful.
But till then when I am in the stampede I will have to step on you to the powerless……because soon you will be showing me the servility that I showed ones to my Mighty lord as after the struggle it will be only me to look at.
There is a promise I make to myself now…..when I will be The Powerful you all will learn to be in a trusting queue with no injustice and loads of consideration……there will be no stampede at all……..no stampede at all……….
No I know you won’t say so to me you cannot see my success for once my thousand failures are blinding you this time. You are The Prevailing, The Mightiest but don’t forget it is my servility that makes you the Lord.
Have you ever been stuck in a stampede? Waiting for just one whiff of fresh breath? I feel I am stuck amidst one in a rush of complete madness……help me just a lung full of air is all I need to survive to strike back ……strike back…… it is clear in the spaces of my mind whom I have to retaliate back to. I will even the score with you The Powerful you can no more control my life because I have my own reins in my hands and I will show you the strength I have hidden in me raring to challenge you. Cause through the sea of faces you have turned against me I can see a light, a path paved only for me. Now I know the one way I have selected for me……I will walk on it….I know I can feel it in me this is the only right way I know………. my breath of fresh air is not far away.
But what is making it so difficult for me to move? Why is it so difficult for me to untangle from this stampede? The Powerful, using me to reach their heights of fame. The power men who are engulfing my air making me breathless or the ones below me really jealous pulling me down for they cannot reach at least the height which I could reach….. Won’t this power game ever end and I may have a peaceful life ahead…….
But no, maybe I do not want the power game to end…..I will fight…..I believe I can win and that makes me stand against you The Mighty! Remember you The Mighty are challenging me to show me my powers it is you who were standing against me taught me how to fight and also remember when I emerge out of this fight I know I will be the powerful one. Though you laugh at my challenge now and you doubt my abilities I know deep in me I can DO IT……..and I am not waiting for you to consider it!
Wait and save your last breath to see me, the one you climbed on to in the stampede to reach out first, full and flourished. Standing tall as a banyan tree my roots firm and I green full of life and health. Then I will shade you all the powerless and let you all cling to me, though you all faulted me for once when I needed you the most, will surely let you cling to me cause it is you the powerless that make me stand and make me powerful.
But till then when I am in the stampede I will have to step on you to the powerless……because soon you will be showing me the servility that I showed ones to my Mighty lord as after the struggle it will be only me to look at.
There is a promise I make to myself now…..when I will be The Powerful you all will learn to be in a trusting queue with no injustice and loads of consideration……there will be no stampede at all……..no stampede at all……….
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