Winds were turning, the sun was burning
Some were earning, some were learning
Despite same age, not on same page
Circus and its cage, work and its wage
Before days were salad, life was ballad
Now scant is jealous, fulfilled is callous
Some were putting stamps, some were avoiding lamps
Anxiety became swamps, solitude became camps
Devoid of the vision, dreams in the prison
Blames and reason, grudges every season
Fast as well as furious, adrenaline was curious
Shifting next and previous, life was oblivious
Downers were prevailing, attempts were failing
But refuge against despairing, refute against ailing
Dive deep into sea, nothing will come free
Don't cry, make tea,from sapling to tree
Sweat is often sweet, let's find our feet
Time is dead heat, smile and compete
From morning to night, between joy and plight
Better fight than flight, journey will be alright