There were two paths, of hope, and desire,
And yet both were unknown to him;
Both were hard, and the trail was tough,
Yet the only hesitance was which to choose.
For, the path of hope went through hell,
The kind of hell you endure every day;
The hell with sweat, and of blood,
To achieve something in a selfish way.
Where as the path of desire was not that tough,
At least physically that is to say;
But you had to strategize your every move,
Plan every trap, like a chess player laid.
Either of the path was good,
Though both had the chance of evil;
Like there is no ying without yang,
And no angel alive without a devil.
So what did he do to keep himself focused,
How did he manage to not give up?
And after he had realized his dream,
Did he feel the satisfaction rub?
You ask that to yourself, maybe you will find,
That what you desire and hope to achieve;
Can create a storm within you, or some peace,
As both can be different or in the same weave.
So choose the path that you desire,
Preferably something that you can achieve;
Taking one step at a time, and slow,
It will surely be at your reach.