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by David Lester Young

Saturday, February 26, 2005
Rated "G" by the Author.
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The song becomes defeatist while the eyes sorrow
Notes bleed inside the pain of invisible scars
Bruises of failures, deaden one’s will to come back
Darkness of a future, too deep to fathom light.

As the last breath, hope is almost extinguished
Rejuvenation of enlightenment finds oxygen
Jumpstarting heart beats to search for subsistence
Eyes search the horizon, to free the imprisonment.

Failure is not the last step but a bee sting upon time
The welt makes you retreat but sunshine must return
Finding rainbows of dynamic spectrums of anticipation
Possibilities with unlimited paths, to venture, to explore.

A line must be drawn, to go for that impossible dream
Kick-starting from sheer determination and the reality
You must excel inside the heavens of your believes
That the mirror must see the truth of your weaknesses.

Once seeing them, fortifying them in changing attitudes
If your mirror’s reflection is of perfection, all is lost
You have to build a foundation seeing faults beforehand
Sometimes like Swiss cheese and quicksand combined.

Determination over those wanting to terminate independence
Those that want to step on you repeatedly into submission
People wanting to take your love away and destroy it as trash
That put labels on you, so others can fall into the flytrap.

There exists a class of people that see pleasure in others pain
They turn on people like a Judas, as others join in the show
The audience that would see a man hung in effigies of hate
God save them, if it is all they can do, to be all too human.

So the road must move forward from the bigots and bigotry
From prayers seeing a path beating from enlightenment
Struggles are before you, an impossible game of strip poker
Where every piece that you leave, makes it just much harder.

Shadow behind you and signs around say, you are not alone
Some may see the dove, others the shadows elevating thought
This is the road to your destiny, should you choose to fight
With everything from the depression, heartburn of wanting it.

Let us jumpstart together sharing our souls inside beauty
Which blossoms with great diversity on our creative powers
Flowering upon minds that says they have lived to feel
Themselves heal and teach others what life is about.

Shall I die in poverty,
So be it,
At least I tried,
Just carry on your own independent dreams!

Somewhere in America not on company time 02/19/05 ©
The Terminated Free Spirited Poet

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Reviewed by Carole Mathys 2/27/2005
Brilliant write!!
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 2/27/2005
Par excellence!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader) 2/26/2005
Well said and we are born with nothing and we will leave with nothing. You put a lot of things into perspective.

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