The hurry up and wait of my Life;
seems always to be
a dollar short and a Day late,
a Lifetime dreaming
"wouldn't it be great?"
dissolving into bitterness
and seeking of altered states
to bear some of the brunt
when there are no more windmills to fight
when seen for what they truly are
in the stark Light of Day
No quickening of the Heart,
No thrill to the hunt
just tired routines and daily paces;
leaving me to wonder
when did Resolve dissolve into Anxiety?
Losing Faith in yourself
and seeking out a Deity
who will take your Piety into account
if you believe in a Power other than yours
and let you drink long and hard
from the Fount of Happiness and Prosperity,
making your Dream Reality...
But to me, that seems almost too easy
too accept what befalls you
as some cog in a a Master Plan,
being too Universal and expansive
for our poor souls to Understand
I say, accept the blame
and take the reins
of the stallion you command
Get back in the race;
it matters not first, second or last place
All that matters is that you keep running...
Aug. 7, 2011
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