TD

Tiny Devil grows up,
Wisdom dawns,
Should have,
Could have,
Would have.

Complete in sync,
With Monkey God,
For hidden strength,
To rise above.

Oh! at last!
Emerged the butterfly,
"Yes I can!",
It was all about.

Medium on a roll

The potholes took its toll,
Time slipped unnoticed,
As enlightenment dawned,
A beginning  done.

Took a while to register,
To slip into motion,
Every second precious,
To regain lost ground,
Of all that overlooked.

No turning back now,
Full throttled,geared to hilt,
Tearing hurry,potential full,
The roll begins.