THE GOAL

It is the ACT in the goal set that seals the deal
Nonetheless, many a goal are broadcasted abroad
In sheer exhilarations that fades like dusk
And at the mercy of drifting time left rot
A perfect semblance perhaps
Of seeds that by the wayside did fall
And starving fowls obviously did on them relish a meal
In the event of a year almost a farewell bidding
The goal had been stationed a beacon in the vast ocean
A compass for weary seafarers’ guide
Till safely are come ashore sure.

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Hiba Junaid

Date: 4/2/2025 1:13:00 AM

Hi there, Mugo. Your poem contains many truths; indeed, while there is nothing wrong with having dreams, we should focus on the act instead of setting goals without execution. Beautifully portrayed, Hiba :)

Mugo Muriithi
Date: 4/2/2025 11:53:00 AM

I indeed feel greatly honored by your compliments...Thanks much Hiba.