The road ahead seems uncertain and small
The weather rough, terrain in marshy lands
No sign-boards found to help track direction
It meanders through forest thick and vale
The sky threatens with thunder-storm black clouds
The cracks of lightning can unnerve the strong
The forlorn landscape is no welcome sight
No human habitations seem near-by!
The place looks alien, untrodden a ground;
The vegetations look like ghosts around;
The hope in me dwindles to empty point
My walk is now a trudge in weariness.
Yet, faith in God is driving me forward
Undaunted I thus walk the road ahead
The odds are heavy clearly against me
Nevertheless, I must complete journey!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-02-12
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very good poem, John. So true, the road ahead often looks so difficult but we cannot give up. Too many young people with great ideals give up far to early. It takes only a few of their seniors, the so called adults, to say that they are naive to believe in their ideals and they readily stop believing in them. I hope many young people read this poem and learn the very important lesson contained in this poem. Excellent peice of work.