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........