The Final Dream...

In those moments of helplessness,
hopelessness and loneliness,
there is a single thought
that sustains...

A dream...

And the dream
to make that dream a reality.

Through the continuous maze
of years of preparations,
sometimes the fruits
get the better of us.

That desperate urge
to put our knowledge to test
even in an uncaring world
is enough
to make us forget of the end dream.

The finale...

The ultimate.

In the void of tiredness,
it is necessary
to keep that hunger alive.

The hunger
to be ever learning,
to be ever striving,
to do what
purifies the soul
and not just fills pockets.

The hunger to be
what we are meant to be.

The driving force,
the motive power of our lives.

That one thought
that makes life worthwhile.

The end game...

It's difficult
not impossible
when the picture
is burned so vividly
in our hearts,

To reach where we belong,
to shoot that one goal
that'll win us the match,
to look at us,
and to be able to tell ourselves -

There's still farther to go,
there's still life to live,
there's still a hunger to satiate...

There's still
the final dream to live!