Unto the last !

A man in confinement,

Can live with reasons;
His months and seasons,
His goals and visions,
His legions;
Of logic customised and lessons,
Missions!

Limitations, curved out of phantasms,

Curved out of hope;
Buried in skewed scope,
The tricks, the rope;
We are all sailing boats,
Life!? Unmarked roads,
Sports!

Deliriums, the apparitions of life,

Buried under opaque ‘thought ice’;
Few achieved and many died,
Take me for a ride,
Darkness is when someone buries his light;
Your terminus is beyond your sight,
One last fight is always your right;
Pride!