I walked through the beautiful streets
The roads were paved with granites
I walked as if I'm the master.
I ignored those who beautified my way.
Insulted some, scolded many.
But I enjoyed my walk.
Desperate people ran away from me.
I didn't care though.
I walked for kilometers.
The road was empty and dark.
I was alone.
And it scared me a bit.
A kind fear began to engulf,
Which I never experienced before
I felt drained and exhausted.
I realised my foolishness
I repelled those who stood with me,
Those who cared, those who loved...
I showered all my anger at them.
They hanged on, in vain.
Finally, but not late,
I realise my mistakes
The damage is irrevocable.
I admit.
But the road is still halfway.
Let the journey continue.
Not alone, but together.
Not as master and slaves,
But as equals.
The road is still halfway...
.................
(011022)
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