This poem describes the futility of teachings, philosophy, learning and following a path, dogma, belief to attain something.



If you try to live life, you will try to find a way.

If you try to find a way, you will ask for directions.

If I suggest you one, you will not make mistakes.

If you will not make mistakes, you will never learn.

If I share my experiences, you will start to compare.

Life is the same for both of us, but, different circumstances stare.

Even if circumstances are same, our choices defend.

If it all comes down to choice, our different knowledge will sway

If knowledge is the same, our conversations will end.

And if our conversation has an end, it means that we have found the way.