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weight of journey's heavy, need to make sense, look deep, decide what's your sole purpose |
Dragging your feet on a beginners summer day With feelings of owning the weight of the world The optimism and pep are held at bay Socialism has silently developed all curled Moving away to end the negativity During the journey you find training and knowledge, Advocating and training brings positivity The unfortunate events has held you hostage Pick up and go while you can Your strength forces you to stand Others unfortunates has on you a ban Leaving is not an option, but your ordered to command The feet is slowed, but the brain runs fast Searching for direction for those who admire The solution causes ones whole to bast Slowly picking up out of the dire Is this life's twist and turn? The fog ahead hazes my view The Universe has another lesson to learn Your sole purpose has been weighed with dew For another a lighthouse they lightly yearn The seedlings look to you for direction No time for pity, so put it at bay Communication is not always understood Struggling the put the attitude in lay Others pessimistic nature is now under the hood You struggle to put one foot in front of the other Those dependent are counting on you Their fears we just had to smother Look behind you, they don't look so blue The path just traveled was not done in vain Training to clear a smooth path Scars are not visible, thanks to natures stain Your drive within allows you but to bath Did you see the mountain top view? Universe's force was there to guide The results has left you to stew Your sensitivity has been their glide With hands empty, the Universe has grabbed the wheel Who do you let be pilot? Is your stability built on morals and a value? Get your skill that's stashed in a lot Stroke of ego, will do anything but devalue Think about what is important and what is not With the choice to bast, you have time to categorize Gives time to sort through the clutter Journey well traveled as a decision to strategize Results are strong and mighty, destination is not a stutter BeccaT |