There is no greater fright,
Than to lose sight,
Of who you are,
And what you believe.
The measure of braveness,
Can only be found,
Deep inside oneself,
Fighting amidst difficulties.
There are worse things,
Besides death,
And that is living everyday,
In bondage.
Captivated by money,
And become stripped off,
From the right to complain,
Nothing was gained.
Only thyself,
Has the power for change,
If that’s really what’s wanted,
Then do something.
For the change of everything,
Start acting,
And do one’s part,
From the beginning….
This poem is dedicated to the 2010 elections and the elections to come... change starts with self...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good sentiment about whats going on there. I have the smae sentiments whilst I was on vacation there in PI last April 20 - May 12,2010 and I titled it as - In This Islands Of Orient Sea - you may may read it whats it all about.