BY
The wayside
Be gone!
Says the powers that be
In me
ANY
One that is ready, willing and able
Is presented
With the task
Of overcoming
Themself
MEANS
To an end?
Or to a nu beginning
Ruffling feathers attracted to tar
Painted on by self-hatred
Strange fruit still have seeds
Fertilize them with love and they
Still blossom
NECESSARY
Evils, I thank you
Roads untravelled, I await you
Days un shone upon, I look forward to you
Nights, like this, I wish… that raindrops
Would Fall
Fall to your knees… Oh hear…
Your own words
Listen to your own song
Realize that the teacher you need
The trainer you search for
The purpose you crave
Is within
Let the taste of defeat, be your motivation
to succeed
as never before
and continue to love, laugh, LIVE
…By any means necessary.
©DaraMonifah
