Pushing on

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The further I move ahead,

The farther you recede,

Two steps forward I take,

Three steps away you push from me;

What am I doing wrong?

All I have is committed to this quest,

Yet you are not appeased,

No hymn of mine moves your heart…

You never held my hand,

Yet I pushed on undeterred,

Sometimes tripping myself every few steps,

Yet resolute in the hope of reaching you someday;

And push on, I will till the end,

In my own way, with my hand-made tools;

Sophistication, I might lack of fellow campaigners,

Yet my truth has to stir you someday…