I was alway a stubborn
Child
With wild eyes
Focused
On a goal
Since I was little
It’s the only life
I know
To focus and stay
Committed
To the
Goal
Stubborn
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Tag Archives: Poetry
Written In the Day
Written in the day
Are the words
Of a new conclusion
The hopeful
Start
To a full and loving
Delusion
But I would rather be
Delusional in a world
That is fully
Bent
On being
Backwards
None of Us
Withstanding
A new path
None of us
Have the answers
So I look
Everywhere for hope
Of what to do
To make the world
A better place
Write Today
Write today
Write tomorrow
Write to be free
From the words
That have been
Your greatest
Sorrow
Sow seeds
Of hope
With every
Word you speak
And speak up
When the time comes
For the anger within
Can slowly be
Undone
Bitter
Why such
Anger
In a bitter
Way of making
Life
Grey
From the onset
Of a beautiful day
So I resist
This bitterness
Today
And
Again
I Beg
I have begged
Borrowed
But never stolen
What was not mine
To take
Ethics
Have long gone
From this world
But I do believe
In a world
That can be better
And create
It
Myself
Little Known Facts
Little known facts
Lead to unknown
Revelations
That take
The words
Of a confused
Man
And make the rest
Understand
The lies
That lie
Underneath
Back Against the Time
Back against
The world
Is a telling story
Of what can be said
And what has to be withheld
So the moments
Of pressure
Must be spent
In focus on the goal
Not the swaying of
The masses
To and endless game
Of chance
Again
The words
Fall out of the phrases
As the sun
Sets in the shade
Of a smoky night
In the place
Of water and land
The Memories Were Never Mine
It was all a part
Of a play
The moments passed
As the wind blew
Through the day
The memories we make
Are not to keep
But rather to hold
Close to our hearts
Throughout this crazy
Life
That we live
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