Sitting by the sea side,
I witnesses two scenes
On one side,
were a score of towering buildings
Silhouetted against the dusky sky
Each trying to make place for itself
Racing to touch the clouds
Then I turned to the other side
The grey waters below the orange sky
Stretching as far as my vision stopped
And my imagination grew
Till I saw a faint glimmer of a ship
Voyaging deep into the sea
I like this one better, I thought
And then I realized
That my journey was not to be
on the fast tracks of life
But on the roads less traveled…….