The ebb and flow of everything,
day dissolves into night
Do you remember what it did bring,
can you accept what you are given
or is the load too much to bear?
Do you need to be more driven
or is it forgiveness that you seek
for your moments of weakness
when you were too afraid to speak
when the summit seemed insurmountable,
just out of reach,
when the crashing waves
pounded too hard upon the beach,
when perhaps you should have been on a shorter leash
witha a sign indicating do not feed the beast
And the beauty and the shame of it is
although it seems you've known this
all along you've fought it
searching for your own place to belong,
to not always just go along
with the norm, the maddening crowd
but your voice has never been that loud
to be heard above the din
for if it is the squeaky wheel
that truly gets the grease
let me let out a roar
and let this turmoil cease...
11-15-11
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