Bushwhacking
We must bushwhack with faith to sweep out the brain
of all those black thoughts that control our mental pain.
Falter, and the spirit chokes from weeds well overgrown.
Many demons will nestle deep in the thorns of the soul.
Keep bush whacking in faith until there's a clearing.
To permit the sun to shine through so you can see clearly.
When the soul is cleansed, you will start to achieve.
A little hard work leads to a diploma of humanity.
Keep bushwhacking to keep those doubting demons at bay.
Success was just over the next bluff- it was never far away.
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