Photograph by Allan Schaller, retrieved from

A boy walking in the dark,
It was his father who brought him here,
And told the boy,
“The road ahead, you walk alone.”
People here told him, “go to the west,
And you can find what you want.”
He kept walking,
He kept walking.
He is at the end,
He saw a door.
The boy thought,
“ This must be my destination.”
The boy pushed the door hopefully,
Behind the door,
It is a brick wall.

Undergraduate student / Research assistant/ Always curious / Opinions are mine