25 February 2019
Going for the unknown
I still remember
That very moment in my life
When I decided the unknown
Over the little known
Booking a place in a plane
Leaving behind the family
And close ones at home; and
Deciding to be part of the unknown
With optimistic view of the day
Having some hope
Which are yet to be dashed.
Leaving the home airport was frustrating
As it involved a lot of risk
I remember those prayers
Which I had done time and again
A prayer to escape home
A payer to keep the hungry lions silent
The journey was full of thoughts
Thoughts from childhood to present age
Thoughts that took me back and forth in time
Thought where hope and despair
Had to face one-another.
The arrival wasn’t bad
Though I didn’t know
Where I would finally end up
As destination was unknown
Life has now changed forever
For worse or better.
The airport was as huge as usual
Embracing people of all colour
Some looked familiar
While others confused
The way to the city wasn't easy
Using the underground trains
To a place not booked before
It is all keeping going
Going, going, going. going.
Following instincts and thoughts
How tough is it to prefer the unknown
Over the little known
To keep life on hold
On hold for unknown time and future
On hold for reasons little known.
Written in May 2009.
I was born and raised in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia; a country dubbed to be the cradle of mankind. I live in London, one of the greatest and cosmopolitan cities in the world. In love with this amazing city of ours. I also have seen beautiful cities in Africa, Europe and North America. Thanking God for these great experiences in life. Professional wise, I enjoy my Community Organising job in UK. This rewarding job brings me in touch with people from across the globe who relentlessly work hard to bring the kingdom of heaven on earth. People ready to change the world from ‘as it is’ to ‘as it should be’. I am concerned about the current refugee crisis. Many people across the world are persecuted for their religion, race, political belief, sexual orientation and other reasons. It is disheartening to see fellow humans denied the right to a decent life. I hate it when some abuse others using their POWER. I also hate it when leaders cling onto power by force. Hence defending human rights is more than important for me. It is down to my generation to identify, train and coach the next generation of leaders and empower them with hope and love. The next generation deserves better.
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