A person once walked,
Climbing on a stalk,
He was successful well,
More even then a dumbbell,
Awards were given all around,
So much that he was sound,
Life was running on smooth,
So peaceful as a still tooth,
But then some awards stood,
And started wearing hoods,
The person had to run,
Only to get stable hun,
For this he had to do a dive,
That was from yards high,
Adjustment was hard yes,
Yet he had trust in God nevertheless,
Thus life was in a new turn,
Alas a new journey had begun!