23/04/2023
MY PATH.
Am aware of my path,
I have a path I should take,
My path was prepared and kept from my eyes,
So I know what am yet to see,
And oh, my long quest to search it out,
Now faced with the scourge of time.
I was made to believe that in me shines a light so bright,
But I wonder why the light is yet to search out my path,
To guide me on my way,
Why it has not led me to my place,
At times I think it's just an illusion,
Keeping man busy all through his adventure,
All his days given him under the sun,
But the signs are too real to be false.
The sounds I hear in my spirit,
My visions of the night as I sleep,
The whispers that awakens my soul.
What I know is the source of my troubles,
The reason my heart finds no rest,
Even when it seems am calm and gentle,
Its unknown that I face many battles,
Perhaps what I know, I do not know enough,
Maybe my knowledge is in part.
A child that goes to bed early in the past,
Now stays awake late every night,
The reason is that his daddy has gone on a journey,
And he promised to buy foreign candy,
The kind that boys of his class would envy,
So while his candy tarried,
His sleep was buried,
Who is to blame in this case,
Is it daddy, or the boy waiting for his candy?
I must find my path before night,
When darkness would cover the earth,
Before my vision go deem,
I shall stay awake to get my candy,
I must find my path while it is day.
of Reality