Did I Waste
Did I waste the life
That was given to me
By the almighty
To have a vision and fortitude
And help others
To develop the same and be resolute
Did I waste even that single moment
That could change the course of my destiny
rather I am covered with dust
Dust of the earned wings of
my friends and kin
who have achieved everything
Did I lose hope when I needed it the most
And now that aftermath has become a ghost
That keeps haunting me even when I am awake
Pondering on what went askew in the past
And why my dreams didn’t last
Did I let it go in vain
stress and strain my father faced
who waited for so long for his son to be
what others neither envisaged nor could see
Deep down me a voice so muffled
Whispers to me
Don’t lament on what lies behind
Don’t sob everything will be fine
You are just eighteen ,
there is more for you to be seen
Countless trophies to collect
And all that died within you will resurrect
You can still be the man you want to be
but now alter the way you believe
And now you are not naive
You can be the man with head held up high
And on that day your father will sigh
A sigh of relief
Because his efforts did not go in vain
And you won’t see that pain
That he faced all those years
Preserve those tears of joy
that fall from his eyes
They will be for you a treasured prize
Copyright © Chris Ron | Year Posted 2017
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