I Am the Hurdle

I am the hurdle that needs to be cleared, The stumbling block in the way. All would be perfect if I disappeared; A rainbow would rise every day. I am the glitch and the knot in the chain, The obstacle smack in the path. Shutting me up would be everyone’s gain; My words seem to whet people’s wrath. I’m the impediment here to prevent What progress there is to be made. My purpose appears to provoke discontent, Like a welcome that’s been overstayed. Waking me up like a slap in the face Is the knowledge of how I’m perceived – As a hurdle to leap with no thought to embrace Any truth in the thoughts I’ve believed.