Running down the highway of life
I am asking myself
whats my purpose
I loose hope I regain faith
I am rising and falling
like an ocean tide
I hear a voice calling
I climb up a mountain
only to find myself on top of hill
how i got there only God knows
There are no signs
but i need direction
Just an interminable
path of rock and sand
that stretches beyond
the earth`s horizon
rays of the sun scorch the land
and burns the earth to its core
I put a shadow over my head
a gust of wind blows it away
I am on the verge of tears
but my pride wont let me down
so i carry on
The only way out
is the way through.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes but we have to have direction, sometimes a change of attitude/direction pays dividends. Great write Kennedy, keep writing.