The truth became a right
Accustomed by a constitution ruled by principles
Left to be obtained by society
Impact, independence – freedom.
Liberty, carried every day,
Your back pocket and mine.
Engraved into the alloy,
Stamped with a purpose in life.
Only at a grasp, a struggle, only to pursue.
Can we ever reach happiness?
As an individual
As a right, a must, therefore we strive.
THIS IS A POEM I WROTE IN 2ND YEAR FOR A UNIVERSITY PROJECT, BUT AS MY UNIVERSITY LIFE IS COMING TO AN END I OFTEN FIND MYSELF GOING BACK AND LOOKING AT EVERYTHING I HAVE DONE SO FAR. I CANT HELP BUT WONDER, WHAT NEXT?