In this land of great privilege for some
The grass seems always greener on their side of the fence
Those others of us with great opportunities at our feet
Often squander those opportunities
In lieu of longing for what is on that other side
So instead of sweating, dreaming, reaching…
And obtaining all that could be ours
We piss and moan our dreams away
Sullen and embittered, negativity permeates our souls
Till we stagnate, locked in embittered fear
Do we not realize, when those who have so much
And act as if that is their personal entitlement
That we are not entitled just to have?
We are, however, entitled to work, to do, to gain
We are entitled to pursue, endeavor, and to be…
The very best of us there is
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Art Sun...
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