A Sinking Boat

At that time when a person, Delivers his service in right hands, Opposition becomes a stronger, An enemy to stop developing action. They have frightened for a chance, Losing their esteem to see cracks, Power is dreaming a quiet distance, Flames are burning in a corner. They feel if we shall talk a subject, A leakage of an idea is enough, To puncture their carriage, As travelling in a sinking boat. A talented person has a vision, That is sufficient for fraternity, He is running on a high speed, also His fellows fail to co-operate him. They feel safety if he lost his grip, They can trap a direction in sandquick. Working hard or slow, only confidence, Can win a struggle of past for future.