A Kamikaze's Diary!

Retrospection It pleads, it calls, it shouts and wails Till all I can hear is a faint hoarse, a whisper and nothing more The calling continues The first step Uncertain and confusing, yet natural and instinctual Glancing to seek that nod of approval To go forth and leap into an endless abyss Covered with a dark veil of traditional dubiety The serenity underneath was left unexplored Chaos, abruptness, anxiety and stress My faithful comrades left me alone The path is thorned, unlit and slender But with a torch in hand the next step is clearer It's hard to move forward, if one tries to run And easy to walk, If steps are none, but one Reflection Beware of comfort, fairs and beauty For they can lead even the teachers astray O Reader! Read and memorize Climb is hard the summit, a reward The dive, easy But the flight, death ............. . . . . . . Onion