Anthony Yaman D. Cabal
Ambitions - Poem by Anthony Yaman D. Cabal
There comes a time in a man's life,
Where his will to reach his ambition kicks in.
He may search for his dream job or his destined wife,
But there's only two different endings.
Failure is an option that you don't want to be heading to,
It's the place where people that found it but didn't get the clue,
It's a place where your spend the rest of your years,
Sittin' there lookin' up to your other peers,
And tears will run down from your eyes,
Regretting the beer, nicotine and ruthless lies,
You said to different women or men,
And you see success on the opposite side of the fence,
And over at success side, you see happiness,
Asking yourself, what did they do, that I didn't?
Am I destined to be here?
Cause' when my parents told me to, I didn't listen.
Why can't I go find my own joy?
Is it because I didn't follow God's will?
Is there a rule I didn't employ?
Is there an obstacle I skipped and haven't done still?
You said, "all the bad things I did was minor,
Smoking weed isn't bad, it's even vital,
Partying isn't bad, and so is smoking,
And I had sex 3 times but I'm still barely a virgin.
And you realize, these are sins,
Small things accumulate and turn into big things,
You want to make the change but it's too late now.
What's done is done and you've broken your vow.
And so the story ends in shame,
And he didn't get money nor fame,
His life was filled with infamy,
And so it ended gruesomely.
When you step onto the world,
There's a ladder and a hole,
The ladder might be hard,
But the hole shouldn't be your goal.
Ladder is hard but rewarding,
Difficult but at the top is the best,
The best thing you'll ever come by,
And that thing is success. :)
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