His reckless soul ship heads towards you <br />And he imagines a faint light flickers afar <br />But he cannot stop his engines <br />As his adamant destiny has written to hit the rock <br />And finish the voyage. <br /> <br />*My poor deceased mom reminds me in my frequent dreams about the cruel destiny; 'That cannot be erased my dear son.' <br /> <br />My sad tears flow down the face into the ocean of 9/11 innocent victims and their families.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-unlit-lighthouse-at-the-rock/
