A sudden chill surrounds
something is eerie around
a young sprout is born
peeking from realms of ground
it looks up with hope
with dreams blinding the eyes
it carries duties and dreams inside
those were the emotions boiling on that side
it was naive to believe
the more it fights
the more it has chances to survive
it thought it could make the world acknowledge it with time
was this the end of the story ?
was it all about domineering of bigotries
will it surrender to it
there is chains of rules
there is regulations strangling the soul
there is duties and norms to hold
yet it will live
it will fight
to reign according to its meritocracy
the dreams it held
will not vanish at their whims
its the challenge
the soul locked with its desire
you made the deal
now it’s time to seal