Surrender Poem by Susan T. Aparejo

The long walk,
the struggling individual,
yoking all the burden,
humiliation and belittling
heart's the secret of survival,
days, months, years of tiresome,
it almost reach the desired road.

Why quit?
how useless the long struggles,
the ceaseless agony of pain,
the clanking of prolong wail,
the insanity of the mind,
the fight of heart and brain,
and when its almost over,
I SURRENDER!