Goal Poem by Anastasia Podareva

When you're young,
The world is full of 'Kings',
Who blinds your eyes,
Covering the scenes.

You try to tolerant with it,
But the search of the meaning,
Holds you so tight,
For no reasons.

Just set a goal,
Full of the enthusiasm,
like a burning sun,
Despite youthful high spirits.
I know, that a long time ago,
You'd still decided to fight,
For no reasons.

But after all,
The one you've been fighting against
Was yourself...
Can you & me change ourselves,
By denying the 'Law and Chaos'?

Just like the sun,
Can never be embedded
in the moonlight,
For whatever reasons...