Wednesday, 12 November 2014


My bright future is gone
Tears of a wasted future running down my cheeks
Like the watershed of River Nile.

Losing focus
Losing direction
Neglecting my dreams
Oh, what a great future gone.

Reflecting back on my past
Great memories of how I started strikes me intermittently
'The future is so bright' was my motto.

What does the future hold now?
Nothing worth reckoning
Begging for a candle to lighten my world
What an irony of a lost destiny.

All because I neglected my dream
Wasted my time
And that led to my wasted future.

To all youths
Dream big
Act on your dreams
A LITTLE start can amount to a BIG end
Tomorrow might be too late.