When eternity is mortgaged,
—your soul its true cost
Ho Chi Minh City: February, 2009
Vehicles flow on the road
Engines rumble loudly throughout
All vehicles are running on the same road
But as each of them is different destination
So many people travel back and forth
They step on the same path
All of them are in a hurry and introvert
But they do not converse together
Each of them has own target
I blend with those people
I do not know them and they do not know me as well
I only recognize who am I? And where to go?
My destination is my beloved motherland
I look upon someone's waiting for my return
Darling...!! I will be back...
Phoukhong SONEVONGXAY
Ho Chi Minh City. November 04, 2014
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