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
