Sunday, March 22, 2009

GRADUATION

For so long a time I watched heroes take their place
praises to them as they take their honor
I shout with the crowd to such full amaze
Seeing them so full of joy at their final hour

I grovel at the feet of giants
Whose steps leave a mark of victory
Spirits of survivors and combatants
Whose works were done so perfectly

I fall behind and tear a lot
For I am not as strong as them
my place is cold and such a weak spot
yet only in my dreams I see the gem.

Time has passed and kept me strong
Holding on to that lasting goal
This time for sure I cannot go wrong
To climb the highest golden pole

The winds have whispered the challenge
My soul is ready , never to drop
But even so, neither anger nor revenge
Will ever be the cause to make me stop

And so the victor’s drum has struck
On the stage of glory where I stand now
It is all God Bless and Good Luck
With My coat, My cap, I take my final bow.

2 comments:

  1. now, this is really sumthing. these true words were made by no lucid brain. this is a nice one.

    a moment to remember.. really.
    wish to take a bow again the next lifetime with a good friend like you. much thnx for everything.

    no goodbyes. only beginnings. tekka

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  2. good poem...victory at its sweetest..

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