Knowledge
A person, the trial's and tribulations they go through,
when the storms have passed, their skies begin to turn blue.
In good times, like flower's we still bloom,
knowing we're headed to that eternal doom.
We are all headed, to this dreadful place,
no up's or downs, no hate or grace.
Now up in my year's, on doom's edge, I stand you see,
so now, as I live, a solid foundation to other's I try be.
For we live to learn, and we learn to live, there's no other way,
by the word's we choose to speak, yes, those word's we say
There is power of life and death in the tongue you see,
open your ears and eyes see and hear the truth, live free.
Know that our hardships and heartaches is to strengthen our being,
you must want, ask, seek, before the seeing.
Believe in yourself, get to know you,
good quality time, to make you true .
Copyright © James Porter | Year Posted 2023
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