Trying hard to figure
Things at times you think you know
At one crucial moment standing
Not really knowing where to go.
Fighting hard for what's achieved
Events taking at all time place
Subject to futile, vain pagentry
Everything starts to clank and crash.
Cautious moments given by surprise
Discretely life's compass again you move
Watchful of poisonous eyes unseen
You've traced the route you've chosen.