Black...

It was dark and gloomy
And I wanted the sun to show me the way
The road looked rocky and I wondered how difficult its gonna be
The man to my right looked calm and quiet and I questioned myself why isn’t he worried about the problems ahead
The cloud is getting darker and I wish someone could take me out from here
We walk together n I dread the pain ahead
I trembled; I complained; I made faces
The sun was blamed; the cloud and rocks as well
I did not see him speak a word neither he complained
Somehow I managed to reach the place
I looked aside for him and could not stop from asking
How did you manage it so calmly?
Why didn’t you complain about the sun, cloud and the road?
And the reply comes; that I was more able than him
Puzzled I was and he says he dint know if it was gloomy neither did he know about the roads
It was easy for him as he could not see the problems ahead he said
I looked at him again; could not utter a word though
He walked ahead and I had a guilty ridden face