where the uphill begins
it says life and where the downhill begins
it says death
I start climbing and I keep climbing
when suddenly, out of nowhere
another path appears,
I try to turn back
but can't and start rolling down the downhill path
I too was declared exiled,
The accusation was that my very spine
holds a spirit of rebellion
and also openly displays it
And that is why I cannot take the dust
of the great feet
But I know that is not really so
In fact, I did bow several times
But I was only halfway bowed
When suddenly
I saw at the tip of the toes of those great feet the pride of being great
I straightened up again while bowing
And came back
Whatever it may be
For now, I am exiled.
What difference does it make
whose fault was it?
My eyes? Or my spine?
I have no idea what's happening
when I open my eyes
I find myself lying back
on the same path
someone takes my little fingers
lifts me up and says
come on, start again...
Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day 😊🙏 @vikbuddy
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