Wayward Son

To the mother who held him and cried....

The day he was born ...

She was anxious and petrified...

Giving life to a new being ....

Brought a smile on her face....

He was her second....

The first one had ...

Already proved his grace...

And then there was the father ...

Who looked at him and smiled...

A sense of strength ran through him....

He knew he was holding his pride...

Life then progressed ...

And it was his turn to repay ..

For the love and respect he was shown...

He wanted to be their ray...

But destiny had a different plan...

A short success at one hand...

And a followed defeat of a bigger span...

He tried very hard  to say....

That it was just fate....

But time slowly drifted away...

On this day,he gazed at his hands....

Trying to pick up life's broken strands..
Looking for destiny's intended pun...

He was meant to be their shining star..

But proved to be their wayward son...