Entering the gate to this university

We’re not aware what will become of us

We want our dreams to be reality,

And “How?”, on ourselves, we ask.

 

People are not the same,

Many were drifted only by tide

Still confused, seeking what to dream,

Not all of us have a picture of the future in mind.

 

After being in the course we find,

We are fitted or we’re not

Don’t easily lose the fight,

At least, we’ve realized what we really want.

 

Some will even persevere,

Some will lie- low,

Some will be course- shifter

On our own boat, we will row.

 

Whatever path we might choose,

As long as we set our eyes on a goal

And the built courage we don’t lose

We’ll make it through even in a needle’s hole.

 

Let us follow our passion,

And realize that what we become

Greatly depends on the limitation,

Of how we see the future of our own.

 

 

 

By: Charito V. De Leon | Teacher I | Pablo Roman National High School | Pilar, Bataan