The choice....

Hoped...
Hope for...
It was a wish...
That made...
Humankind could remain...

The hope was created...
Not was created...
Created by humankind personally...
Because of the existence of the wish...

Hope could be the motivation...
To reach the dream...
However should not be too high...
Because not all will be realised...
Will be sick it seems...
Through to not want to still hoped...
And finally submitted...

Such was humankind...
Want to always happy...
Want to always satisfied...
Want to always perfect...
However...
Was not ready with the reality...

Indeed...
The reality was sometimes quite bitter...
Was difficult to be accepted by logic...
We sometimes only could complain...
Regretted...
Cried...
Was not powerful...

Patience...
The conviction...
Always will be tested....
Continually...
Will not stop...
To the end of the life...

What must be done by us...
In facing all this? ...
Many methods and the way...
But....
All came back to us...
That lived and underwent...

Because...
Always will have the choice...
That must be chosen by us.

2 comments:

A.J.Johnson said...

Thank you for visiting my site Writing and Art...I have bookmarked your site and will return often as I believe your poetry to be heartfelt and profound.

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A.J.Johnson
http:writeandrewrite.blogspot.com

Aulawi Ahmad said...

Tq Madam,,,I really precide that :)

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