The footsteps I leave

Followed by the footsteps of my ancestors,

I reached some distance;

until I couldn't find anymore footsteps.

It was time to take another path,

said the mind.

Or make my own path?

I thought to myself.

There were many to some paths.

There were none to some other.

Now what will I choose?

I thought to myself again.

The choice I make,

determines my destiny.

How can I complaint others for the choice I make?

It was my decision.

Started, I a journey,

from the last footsteps of my ancestor.

My footstep will lead many,

I kept on telling me.

Careful, I should be.

Never,can I leave my younger generations;

to suffer by the wrong steps I took.

Hoping to find quick success,

many took the easy path.

The easy path,

the road taken by many and succeeded.

But I couldn't follow the same path,

and if I did;

will my younger generations identify my footsteps?

No,there will be footsteps of many.

So, I choose the path,

taken by none carefully.

Now that I was alone,

clear, would be my footsteps.

And if I walk patiently,

till my last breath;

I will lead my younger generations to new possibilities.