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THAT DAY The Journey Untold; Part 2


That day oh that day I knew that if this journey untold is to be continued later Then Destiny has to be on hold Why should my destiny be on hold? There are so many things to be unfolded So many things to learn Oh that day I realize that this journey untold can be a teacher That day I understand that life at every stage has lesson to teach. That day oh that when I could walk to mother and father in their room Mother where is father I asked Mother is silent, head is facing down, tears are dropping Why are you crying mother? That day oh that day I knew everyone on this journey untold has tears unseen I am here said father I have a new job with better conditions Mother is happy that is why you see tears dropping That day Oh I remember I understood that there is something we call “Tears of Joy” “TEARS OF JOY” Who are you? Why do you come out of mother’s eyes because she is happy? Do you also feel like Pain or you feel like love? Can I understand why you make mother cry? These question I remember asking myself that day That day oh that day I understood that on this journey untold Tears form part of it but comes in different ways That day when I was sent to my new place The place where I met friends from where we came from We could only understand our own language That day Oh that day when I we could say is “googoo gaa gaa” Oh that day when I could say “Dada” Mother smiled at me That day I realized I am beginning to forget my “googoo gaa gaa” I can’t understand my friends anymore That day oh that day I learnt that on this journey untold I will leave somethings behind as I embark on this journey The journey untold… Now I can talk and understand what everyone says There is so much take in How can I blend in with these new faces of character? Oh on that day I understood that on this journey untold Faces of character will appear on my path That day oh that day I knew that I need to cope and adapt with the society Growing up I have learnt that this journey untold, Is full of battles and challenges In these battles and challenges are also opportunities to bring out the best in me Oh I remember that day I said to myself that battles are opportunities Faces of character, multiple choices and spontaneous decisions to make You take the right turn it works in your favor. You take the wrong turn and you it might look friendly sometimes But the end of it isn’t right. The end of it are damnation and regret. That day oh that day I knew That this journey untold is full of choices. I choose the right ones yes I do I hope my choices send me to the right path What happens if am wrong with the choices I make Do I stay on that wrong path or I change it? Oh I remember that this journey untold is teacher I need to learn from my mistakes and make the necessary correction and move on Oh that day I realized that this journey untold has another name Life… A teacher The choice giver Hahaha so many names this journey untold has Very interesting you are How can I understand you? That day Oh that day I knew that there are a lot to learn Today I know that this journey untold is called life How you live it is your own choice Don’t let people change your choices Make the right choices and when you are wrong correct yourself Don’t stay in your mistakes, come out of them and live the life you are called to live. That day Oh that day we will all account to the Giver of life, the Journey Untold Remember!!! You have one life to live
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