I heard the whispers that we were
crazy
But I know we are geniuses
I just wonder what happened
Did we lose the vision?
Did we forget the mission?
Or do we pretend we can’t catch up
with them?
This vision has
a long history
Yet it is an
ever present reality
It set us on the
path to a mission; a mission to accomplish
Our passion for
this vision makes the change
It can change hearts
and minds, thoughts and beliefs, even the world we live in
If we hold on, we
can stop one more heart from breaking
This task seems
too daunting; maybe it is
Yet we march to
the door with heavy stamping
For the sake of
an open mind and a clear sight
So that we can
see the sunrise at dawn
And create a new
energy
Capable of
surviving the death of its source
We have the keys
firmly placed on our hands with expectation
Keys to the door
of a vision too great and sublime
To unlock it, we
have to walk to the doors with zeal and courage
Lest we become
cold hearted and grow weary
We have the map
to this mission, but it is not going to be a smooth walk
The path ways
are rough edged
It may be like a
moonless walk
On a stormy
earthquake night down a sloppy cliff
We may miss our
steps in the most terrible ways
We may wrestle
with the ‘not-so-beautiful’
We may walk
through various shades of darkness
But we shouldn’t
lose hope and focus
Though the pace
is slow moving through the dark
But we should
keep moving
We don’t give
up, because we are fueled with hope
I do hope we
surrender not our hope
I do hope we
lose not the map and the keys
I do hope we
fall not on our slippery feet
This greatness
would be ours
If we choose to
let it shine
By the light
coming out of the two eyes
We see anew as
if for the first time
And we know
first hand
That it is in
dark times that the eyes begin to see
Youths keep up;
we are running later than supposed
©Muogbo Michael
Zimife
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