They do not know how many times I fell to the ground,

how hard it was to get back up and how long

it took to heal my wounds.

Nor will they know about my injured soul,

and the scars that were left in it,

many of them deep and painful.

There were setbacks and disagreements 

threw by enemies and by unwary people,

heartless ones and devoid of feeling.

Really, they set out to hinder 

my passage through this world.

But they must know they are not stopping me

from continuing steadfast and serene the walk

that destiny has imposed on me.

Today I can already glimpse my triumphant arrival

at the end of my journey,

contradicting those who opposed this day,

and confirming faith and hope with which

I have clothed myself.

This poem and all others at this blog, authored by Edilson Afonso Ferreira ©