The-Last-Resort

" The tables are turned, the courts have changed

  Hopes are crushed, the spirit is caged

  Steps all heavy, the base gone away

  With ambitions fading, the night killed the day

  And I wonder, what is the last resort.

  The weather so hostile and the sun turning cold

  As the darkness aproaches, the confidence is all sold.

  Mind is flickering, and the emotions outcry

  Like a desert the dreams are all dry

  And I wonder, what is the last resort.

  The first hiccups mark the struggle

  On the way are the hidden hurdles

  But Man has leaned not to buckle

  As a warrior makes his win double

  There is something to learn from these stops

  Never to sulk and shed crystal drops

  A setting sun still carries the hots

  The time is right to join the dots

  I know the ride is rough and you can't just hop

  But as you lose your breath to reach the top

  That is my friend, the last resort! "


- Mohit