Sometimes last month, I woke up in the middle of the night and wrote a poem. I thought I posted it but the only thing that was there was the heading. To date I still wonder where the rest of the poem went to?
Today, a friend I recently made listened to me as I moaned about my confusion. I do not know what to do with my life after school, I said. Thank God he was patient and encouraging. I feel inspired to recapture those words I typed and got lost. Well they never were lost, if they came from me then they are still there. It is only the expressed thoughts that got lost.
A NEW WORLD COMING
We are jubilant, free at last to pursue money
We are afraid, will we become big men driving big cars
We are lost, we don’t know what the future holds
We are apprehensive,
Will we make a difference or not?
We are silent, our voices have gone
We are sad , all those lost opportunities
We are awed, so much to do in the world
We are hopeful, that our dreams will come true
We are angry, someone lied to us there is an end to toil
We are reluctant, to spread our wings
We are happy, so many good memories we have
We cannot wait, to have a say at last
We have butterflies in our stomachs
Will they like me or not?
We are young and have much to live for
What kind of life awaits us?
We are inspired, by the great ones who have preceded us
We are scared, will we emulate them?
We are good to go, it is life
We are about to finish school
- Words of Wisdom (lifeissublime.wordpress.com)