I'd learnt not to trust the light at the end of the tunnel Β Β emotions were a bark of a dog in a kernel which when detected I found another channel my way of living, life has got no manual I'd learnt to treat with suspicion the cloudy sky from there sprouted lightning and thunder in the rain and passion was but within freedom a camouflaged chain I'd learnt to be my own man,to pave my way without expecting to see another day I'd learnt that much as she ached, patience paid the chicken hatches twenty one if a day after her egg's laid I'd learnt to hear what in silence they spoke cause it was useless listening to them talk I'd learnt to take on fate, to take charge to pay attention,the bird's melody could be a dirge I'd learnt to love them without blindly trusting to see the inside beauty rather than momentary busking I'd learnt to tell none about my hopes for my future few thought such would be reality, not even my tutor to just listen to my quiet and believe in God's powers to till my garden and seed my favourite April showers I'd learnt to smile with my teeth, as long as they're white rather than in vain keep trying to explain my plight to a kind who will do whatever it takes not to fathom In a volatile electron packed world I'd always be an atom I'd learnt , better trust instincts instead of opinions to evade minefields and blaring missiles and canyons I'd learnt to find pleasure in the burden of my cross to find adventures in the risky seas of my prowess I'd learnt to be my own man,to laugh after I've grieved when I realised I would have lost less had I believed By the end of the first chapter, the cruelty in the pages I'd learnt to be brave, I'd learnt after what seemed like ages