Attitude

It is my attitude

                        Attitude

I have no attitude for I am a child

The child in me refuses to grow

Very reason makes me a loser as an adult

But a previleged child with no ATTITUDE.

In solitude I reflect on issues

Both joy and pain felt at the pull

Of strings of heart , the happenings

Thus I become an adult in SOLITUDE.

My openness in approach gave

The opportunists many a chance 

To assume an attitude

For the facets of my mind are MULTITUDE.

None could inculcate into me 
That something which could help me

To have that right attitude 

Yet when it should matter, there is no lack of FORTITUDE.

Silently I say a word of thanks

To my parents ,me the 

Chip of old block can take no credit

So to express my GRATITUDE.