I am the Road, I am the Road People travel upon me to places near, places far Some travel on foot, some on horses, some on donkeys But horses and donkeys have now been taken over By motorised vehicles, such as buses and cars
I am man-made, not nature-made For animals do not need me, nor do birds But human beings do not possess the directional sense Given to birds and animals by the creator
Animals and birds can find their way about They don't need any roads to get from here to there Man, the intelligent animal gets confused, oh so confused That's why he needed to make me the road
I am colored, decorated and named much like An Indian bride before her wedding night Accessories like signposts are put by my side Much like the jewellery that brides wear
And I am painted in white and black colours The way a bride is adorned with henna And like a newborn, I am given a name The Great North Road, Southern By-pass And the like
The Eagle flying overhead looks on with amusement Mancalls himself the most intelligent of all species Yet without making and decorating a path He is unable to go anywhere. He is lost Yet lower species can find their way about With or Without A Road
This poem is about the importance of a road to us humans