Little More Hurdles Will Do

There was a commander in the house

With new responsibilities

Guarded by his soldiers

Roaring high

Lost in his own pride

Then there were people

Bombarded with the commands from multiple leaders

Lost faith in their commander

Trying hard to match expectations

Dreaded with the consequences

Saying well done! With hands on his Shoulder

Could do Wonders

Shouting at him, will only deplete

Everyone was busy in their hush hush

Filled with enviousness, they go

Aiming high with prizes in their head

He too was no different

Surrounded by the agitators

Wanted him to be a participant

On the verge he woke up

Fluttering his eyes

With the Spunk he rose

Professing his abilities

And then he said, it will take time

But will be there on time