Walking Alone - a need to differ

It is the walkers street,
O the one who walks,
Stay here and close,
O the one who embarks;
The lanes we walk upon were built long ago,
The streets today that humanity fill
Was an act of pagan flow
The one, O caller who is great with strength
Rises all odds,
Flows against the zen...
He, the one who walks alone alone triumphs,
For it is his alone, no help from giants...

The walker thus moved unbashed by law
His walk had the pride of no flaw
He moved ahead as his chiefs were few,
Problems large but they soon were screwed
So, rise above and try again,
Rise again and try out new,
Keep on move till you are one,
Don't just stop on an obsolete few....

( two thoughts for I felt both suffice. Good Day in the days ahead..😃)