Mission:Impossible

• Carol Azzam, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2011

I start my mission:unprepared
With an objective clear as mud;
I pause, I think, I stop, I’m scared –I’m a mess of tears and blood.

I don’t know why I feel this way,
I run this race alone.
“That’s life,” I hear the people say,
But I can’t help but moan.

The journey of life has ups and downs,
I’m not sure I can face them.
The laughs, the cries, the smiles, the frowns -
I have to learn to embrace them.

We start our mission:unprepared
But finish in the know –
We know that love has got us through,
And love can help us grow.