Mr passerby where do go you in such a rush?
Away to the future where there is gold,
Be careful as you step on my side;
Hey passerby! the wind of your race and you strong stare have pushed me aside.
I am sorry I do not look on the side as I walk ,
I have to focus on the finish line.
Did you not see me? as you rushed pass? did you also miss the gold on the sidewalk?
I am running ,I am in a rush
I must at all cost get to my future made of gold
and on the way buy some forget-me-nots



