today i post some old pictures of mine
in facebook,
it is actually one way of going back to the past
and checking
if i am still part of it,
they say the past is gone
and in some ways we do not live there anymore
and so i search for my old face
when i was so young then
and vibrant about what my future brings,
there i was, so alive,
believing that this world has
integrity and
that every man rises to a certain height
pursuant to merit
and for the valid reasons
fit for a cause,
they say i was too handsome for my present
and i agree
time has scarred my face, the injustice has
scared me much,
and then i look at myself in the mirror again
i have succeeded
i am scarred but i have survived
i am alive and shall move on with the challenges of my life
nothing hinders me
because i am real, i have sided with the truth
and shall sacrifice some more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this poem very much. Looks like the completely right attitude. Daring to see the truth of corruption but steadfast in choosing the side of the truth. You have succeeded and will succeed a lot more. Great poem, Ric.