Nor did she recall the place she was heading to
All she knew was that her conscience had been struggling along!
No, she couldn’t say a word,
Her eyes teared up, emotions did flow
She did not know where she went wrong
Which road it was, which turn she didn’t belong
It wasn’t the right path that she knew
The way back to home was just what she seeked through.
The tale can’t be over so soon,
all along present are the foes and friends
The vultures were there, and doves were there too.
Hands outstretched, like eager to help
Or the earnest of support comes from the closed end?
She did not know, no one taught her
As in time, she dint pay heed, too.
Her choice she did make, between
the boring white doves, the uninterested
and the gentle helping colourful vultures
Knowing, “you can only once decide your own fate”
She was wise, her choice was right.
But, it’s not the end, coz she wasn’t alone
The right path with all just doesn’t go along
There was a she in every street, and in every home!""