Eric Zinbabora Batung - Heroes And Villians

Yesterday was their time.
some conquered
And got to the upper echelon of society.
Others got conquered
And went down the abyss of destruction.
That man created nations,
The other destroyed nations.
By that woman many generations were raised,
By the other many went down the drain.
Yet they are all our predecessors.
The shadows of yester-year.
We can not vilify them until we have lived it.

So soon the stage lights have flashed on us.
In the green light you and I stand,
Engulfed by the dilemma of living-dying,
The tangled mess of running-falling,
The puzzle of laughing-crying,
To act our own lives
And mock the folly of the inevitable.

This is certainly our here and now.
Our only time to be young.
Our season of joy and cheer.
Our only chance to listen and learn.
Our only opportunity to conquer.
It is as well our time of greatest vulnerability.

We are passing away.
We shall soon fade out.
But our foot prints shall trail us,
Our indelible selves.

From afar I hear a voice
Bearing both praises and persecutions.
Praises for them that made us.
Persecutions for them that failed us.

Now destiny is at our mercy.
It is ours to choose.
The building team or
The demolishing team.
The nation makers or
The nation wreckers.
The heroes or
The villains.

Eric Zinbabora Batung

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