Arrogant Road

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The road is arrogant,

Tediously waiving you off tracks,

Adding relentless barriers,

Wavering into shorter directionless paths.

Calling you, 

Asking you,

To bend yourself in the new cross,

To forget your motive and your destination.


There are times,

The road rises,

Then it falls,

Tumbling you upon the essence 

Of your persistence.

These ask you,

Beg you,

To forget your mettle,

To walk to an easier destination.


But, 

If they are arrogant,

You are too.

If they allure you,

You can control yourself.

Cause it is your life.

It is what you make of it.

You can quiver, fall, never rise.

But then,

That is just existing,

That is not life.

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