When I was little,
I wanted to ride a carousel.
My joy knew no bounds
When I finally get to ride one.
But it soon lost its luster
As grew up, I got entangled
In space and wanted to lie a rocket driver,
But that too moved away like a shadow.
My mind skipped like a hare
not resting down a bit
I got more and more
Ambitious as the seasons swept by.
I worshipped Alexander in my mind
as he spread courage through my veins;
I fed on it like a scavenger and,
made me braver, stronger.
I arrowed my aim
Of getting to the peak.
Like an archer set her eye;
on the tough bull's eye.
The path was a dark tunnel,
And it lashed me to extremes
But that didn't back me
Down, as I was ambitious...
Finally I conquered
the aim I sat on;
With pride in my mind
I found exit through the dark tunnel........