While the Old went out, the New isn't in.
Awaiting for the Captain’s appearance.
And the crew is restless, in anticipation…
How is the Captain? Where is he?
“Keep the North Star in sight, look upon it”,
The fleet Commander orders, “Keep her steady”.
The first-mate tries to right the course,
And his trial hasn't the strength needed.
Thus, we’re drifting slowly,
In this vast ocean of self-discovery.
( This poem was
written when I was a teacher in Orong high school. The old principal had been
transferred and the new wasn't in, and in that interim period confusion prevailed .)
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