But the tables turned and everything came crashing down the slope,
While the masses have embarked on their long and tiring journey,
He stood stranded on an island facing a plaguing jury.
With time gone by and age growing stale,
A torture subjected that seeks no bail,
Being in a cage under watchful careful eyes,
The fall is most painful when all hope dies.
A chance to start afresh the long old tale.
With a full blown effort that drives him pale,
The steps to victory have shut itself to the road;
Unleashing the guards of labour it long kept stored.
The fall of the knight came long after the fight;
When the ruins of his damage became and unbearable sight,
A paltry effort to keep hidden the fear;
A success to the point of drawing no tear.
To rise from the ashes,the phoenix needs death,
To greet a new beginning it needs a strong sheath;
The rise from the fall needs mending the broken,
Before joining the fleet to which once it had not so long ago spoken...............!!!
