Drowning,I stretched my hands for a straw The high waves pushed me back And the turbulent river warned me Threatening me of dire consequences Thundering clouds roared on me with a caution Not to indulge in a fatal venture None was there to help me and rescue My cries invain,none came in the circumstances Disheartened,dismayed and disappointed Beaten by waves,crushed and tired I felt like succumbing to onslaught Becoming a softy, neutrally submitting to attacks 'NO'came the reply from my conscience cajoling me for my lapse and languor With the command to rise,relive and fight Fight the hurdles undaunted whatever the setbacks.