This Ship Must Sail

I'm already sweating 

Tired and fatigued 

I look at my compass 

My target isn't even close 

What of my friends? 

They don't even look weary 

Their wheels are still spinning

Their stallions galloping 

And their chariots speeding through the winds 

Dark clouds are conquered by persistent torches 

 Harsh sun with wooden shields 

We've come a long way 

But should be tired by now 

I am tired 

Why are they not? 

Is the goal more important to them than it is to me? 

I think not 

We have common a goal 

Different means to reach 

But the same goal 

Do I sound weak? 

Some are already reaching the target goal 

Available for few 

I should finish this race 

Although my toes are bruised with cuts from sharp stones 

With my legs itching from the cuts from irritating grasses 

My skin ashy skin getting uncomfortable 

Hands too weak to swing 

Let alone wipe the sweat rolling into my eyes 

The worms in my tummy have given up 

My saliva digests my intestine 

Hunger has a new name with me 

Self destruct 

Fainting to a mirage hallucination

If I reached my goal, my family awaits me at home 

My bride at awaiting me to come home with her price  

Their thoughts my strength 

I must come home with goodies 

Been away took long to come home with sad stories 

This is my silver lining  

I will paddle this boat 

Paddle to my treasure island 

Through this sharks infested stormy seas 

I will paddle 

My prize lies on the shore of that island 

At the end of that tunnel 

At the peak of that mountain 

When we run and quit the race 

The length we covered will be in vain 

No matter the storms that face this vessel 

Or the much this sea gets roughened 

One thing is certain from the dept of my heart 

So far I stir, this ship must sail