I haven't kept my two cents
A bet on the pebbles,
Hoping to return
And remember the rebels.
And remember the break-aways,
Remember the dreams,
I let them go - taken away
Led by the streams.
I stopped going against the flow,
And searching in fright,
Whatever came on the way,
I took it as light.
Stopped searching in the dark,
I seized my heartbeat,
Stopped looking down to see
What's at my feet.
May be it pushed me once,
Now there's no nudge,
To be happy, to be sane,
Ignoring all the smudge.


[To be continued]