Burning Torch

on this journey I’ll keep up going up the hill and down the valley stumbling down and rising up cruel bruises I sustain because I must keep going day or night it makes no difference whether walls of fire or scare crows surround me my will is to keep my torch burning With or without a shoulder to lean on my legs wont faint carrying me till when my age retires I want to tell the story From experience and not from reference I want to speak of my journey just from the start and make an echo)))))))))))))))))))))....)))