Showing posts with label The Graduate. Show all posts
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Tuesday, June 29, 2010

The Graduate



 By Mory Keita

Give me my life, hand me my destiny.
For Long have I endured your dullness,
But you met me with despairs.

Give me my life, give me my future.
Your dullness is of unpleasant taste,
Let me explore new horizons, let me shine.
Sun smiles, clouds dance in the blue sky,
Birds’ sing, wind  blows, earth has shaken,
The blue ocean of knowledge lays ahead unexplored.
Do not retain me---let me sail off your shore.

I dream of noble deeds and epic adventures,
And you yearn of earthly delights.
Then, let our routes diverge after this odyssey,
Let my name be etched amongst stars,
Let me passionately molds my world,
Let me seek knowledge beyond the horizon.
For, unless his deeds transcend the ages,
A man’s existence fades compared to eternity.

Now, give me my life, let me shape my destiny.
Though you and I are bonded for life,
Our path resembles that of two lone clouds.





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