I drew the paths that I should walk,
Through countless barriers on the way,
The ideas mine were not in vogue,
They were not ideas of the day.
‘Til now I have survived the fears,
Of loving friends who had in mind,
The wellness of my well being,
All their doubts were meant to be kind.
But I have walked the paths alone,
My final stop nearly arrived,
My alien ways have cost me dear,
For some loved ones have been deprived.