On The Contrary

High hopes reach the heavens,
Don't get them any higher,
Cos' it may prove contrary to what it beckons.

A line to walk the line,
I'll make my pick,
One out of the few felines,
That will make my knees go weak.

Incognito I'll be,
During the long and harsh process,
But the benefits at the very end I'll see,
Oh veeery the parameters of the norm it will transgress.




Copyright © 2007.
Written by Emmanuel Joseph Victor (2007).
All Rights Reserved.