"What could I write about my life?
While I did not do anything as long as I live.
Only hopes and dreams that I could write."
***
I ever wrote my dream to be a useful man for my nation.
But after I had thought about it,
I asked, "What kind of man is that? Is that man like
how I am?”
“No”, I said to myself.
I said again, “The man is tall, committed,
And brave to make changes, even for himself or the nation.
He dares to dream as high, even dares to fall and rise again.
He dares to speak, he dares to lead, even dares to responsible
for every decision he makes”.
That is the man I described all about.
That is the man I imagined all about.
That is the man I dreamed all about.
That is the man I hope to be all about.
Until now, I’m still holding that dream.
Draw it using my nerves, project it in my brain also in my
heart,
And believe it will give me an easier way to go.
I make it my life destination.
I make it a guidance to take me into the destination I desire.
I make it a compass when I get lost, and get out from the path
of my journey.
I make it a hope that will always light when I’m dimmed.
And I make it a JOURNEY of My Life.
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