For many centuries we have wandered
Waiting for the answers we seek
We may have faltered
In not asking the right questions
Treading over the bridges of human bonding
We have come this far
Where shall this path lead us?
Or, we may be heading towards a cul-de-sac
Heading towards a collision with our reality
Not meaningful enough
Waylaid till now, with many distractions
Of all we know
We may have been seeking the wrong
Do we have the faintest idea
What we have lived for, till now?