When i was young and free and my imagination had no limits,
I dreamed of changing the world,
As I grew older and wiser i realized the world not change.
And I decided to shorten my sights somewhat
and change only my country,
But it too seemed immovable.
As I entered my twilight years,in one last desperate attempt,
I sought to change only my family,
Those closest to me,
But alas they would have none of it.
And now here I lie on my death bed and realize (perhaps the first time)
That if only I'd changed myself first,
Then by example i may have influenced my family and
with their encouragement and support,
i may have bettered my country,
and who knows i may have changed the world.
P/s: This is a poem that someone special gave to me. I really appreciate to her/his for give me this poem as a motivation and spirit to face anything in our life. Hope, all of you can understand what's the point and meaning from this poem.
mujahid cinta
11 years ago
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