Treasure Island

Lily Law

(9 April 1989 / Sarawak, Malaysia)

When we were young


when we were young,
there was a lingering voice inside our head,
whispering sweet words about dream,
urging us to pursue dream and sacrificing all we had,
convincing us it was worth of our blood, sweat and tear,
the voice that made us ran and ran in circle,
provoked us with endless stepping stones,
drowned us in the hazy and dying hope,
tortured us with countless downfalls,
forced us to climb up again and again,
just to leave us with trace of pain and scars,
and when the time was up,
where were we in this mist of crowd?
everywhere and no where,
and it was too late to wake up and see the ugly facet of truth.

Submitted: Sunday, August 17, 2014

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