If By Chance Poem by Mauta Thuranira Peter

6/5/2012
If by chance
If by chance your paths happen to cross,
Be the counsel to a strong willed yet haunted soul.
Tell her of my nightmares for the promises I never fulfilled,
If by chance you meet her,
She is the reason I am forever in Hiding.

If by chance she inquires of my state,
I am ten miles ahead of my modest ambitions
And a million miles to her pre-conceived station.
The promises of youth hold me hostage,
Her risk free targets urge my sprit on.
If by chance you meet her,
May she know I never tire of jumping over every hurdle,
Only every time I am a victor in the first three,
And three more then we are there,
The winds of fate blow the first wins away.
If by chance you meet her, say tribulations I have known
On her account can buy back my vows.

By: Mauta Thuranira Peter.