Niambo Poem by Efren Petalver Carranza

On the Crossroad

The symmetry of life living in the heartbeat of economy has flat-lined the wallets of many. While few took the responsibility of their actions, blamers dodged from their deed [with ultimatum siege] by finger pointing to the government and to the greed of corporate leaders.

Of course, those who use their index fingers trudge amid the crossroads and get confused: "Shall I take left or right; or shall I go back or step forward? " Yet, there is no right or wrong when choosing the lane to advent our future until the point of regression is reached upon the core of our desire - a trait that we carry from childhood - that we are always needing one thing after another.

"The grass is greener on the other side, " but how we would know "IF" we stood still in an open fence and disregard the search for the true meaning of success. Thus, our try-outs "IF" we did, will we envy those who led first? Or shall we give them our hands to guide us through our destiny? Or will we read and listen to their testimony to perfect-pattern of our lives? Do we blame them if we don't succeed?

A calm river is clearer than a running stream. I am a river [being an Aquarian] and my preference is to stand still where I feel secured and comfortable. I am a stream but a follower for I am an eye of my leaders' step and, on the crossroad where we all face the unknowns, I become a challenger.