Just A Little More

It was when the sun was high

Tireless, he stretched his arms so wide

Every swirl or a twirl could not make him fly high

His hands were sore and his feet tore

All he could hear was his own roar

In the room full of darkness, he'd hope for brightness

Nor could he take it, nor could he make it

Each time he would shake it And break it

It was when the sun came down, he tried to discover a magical crown

This time with the head held high, one more time he said he could try

Amidst the chaos, and the fross

He tried and tried, without a pause

Trapped in the shackles of the narrow walls

Each step compared to baby crawls

He stood there fighting against all the odds

He was surely armed with all kinds of Swords

He could hear himself whisper in his own ears,

Asked him to be curious, not furious

It’s Never Enough, They say

Yet hoping to Win is all that They pray

He was going to try, irrespective of the score

Cos all it required was Just a Little More