Forever to Endeavor

Written by: Terrell Martin

There is a phrase of words be praised
I’ve heard somewhere before;
Down amongst the dirt and weeds
Of things we most deplore. 

Which rob us of our rightful place
In the shade of dignity and warm sun:
“Forever to endeavor,
Persevere and overcome.”

It might have been a movie scene 
With Clint Eastwood as I recall
Listening to a displaced Indian
Recant their final fall.

Dispensing with philosophy
Of a life lived on the run:
“Forever to endeavor, he said, 
Persevere and overcome.”

Or perhaps another book I’ve read
Or a whisper in the wind;
Those words imbedded deep inside
My memory, like good friends. 

Down in the brain beyond the strain
Of races lost and won:
“Forever to endeavor, they say, 
Persevere and overcome.”

All the slings and arrows
Once released upon us all;
Sorrow and deceit caused by liars and cheats
While struggling over mountains wide and tall.  

Bringing occasional relief but more often defeat
As if trapped inside a spider web well spun:
“Forever to endeavor, they say, 
Persevere and overcome.”