Where will I go from here?
After crossing the dams of knowledge
From sunrise to noon
Perhaps! I thought I was in moon.

Echoes of the statement
"Knowledge is key"
Keeps reflecting on the mirror
With abstruse delusion
Staring at me.

I had walk through the streets
Of excellence in the dam
Now I'm walking through
The streets of adversity
With pestilence crossroads.

Life outside the dam
Is severe and unjust
For the new
And swift for the smart.

Keys for success are
Kidnapped by the fox
and merchants
That saw little or no dam.

Where will I go from here?
I'm stuck at the crossroads
Of fox and merchants
Wherever I find myself
I'll start from the scratch..