The Mission Read Count : 8

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I dedicate this poem to all the people who live for the abandoned, homeless and the sick and the teachers who give their lives to the mission of educating the  uneducated and bringing colour into their lives.


The mission

 

I still remember the day

When I found you on the way

And I stood there and thought 

How could they did this to you 

And I stood like the many 

Who whined and blamed 

Then I thought it was me 

Who was to blame

And I walked home with a heavy heart 

Thinking of you all the way.

I knew I could do something 

And I, indeed, had an idea.

I wasn't sure where to start 

But I knew it was my calling

I started scribbling at the dawn, 

Made some plans to start the mission.

Many said I was wrong, 

But I stood firm in my decision. 

Scowling and contempt I bore in my heart,

And strode ahead with all the might.

I knew was right and held my head high.

I still walk with the aching legs

Through the rough rocky path

Through the wilderness 

Leading the abandoned into the future. 

                               

                                                  -Sachin Sunny

Comments

  • Feb 09, 2019

  • Maurice  Beres

    Maurice Beres

    Courageous deed of dedication nicely written 🦋🦋🦋🦋✍️

    Feb 09, 2019

  • May 20, 2019

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