Development Issues
To learn to learn. To learn some lessons.
then learn 'em again the hard way,
then learn...
to count the blessings.
Regardless,
we all set out in search of something...
some find it. and others find nothing.
some find the peace in the piece they have captured.
some find that that piece leads to a whole different chapter.
to feel more complete through skills that are mastered.
a bastard who'd mastered disaster,
but could not master to dispatch some laughter.
It's best to saddle up and take the ride.
The path ahead makes up where the stride...
will take the feet,
while what's left behind...
will always make up what is inside.
Then in turn teach, those who dare to seek,
just what they need from the words we all speak.
talk,
don't preach. comfort the weak.
It might come around when shipped up **** creek...
or when down, on the booze, and disrupting the streets...
When the future looks bleak.
At some point are all left with the a choice and just leap...
The roads are all pointless...left incomplete.
Yet all roads lead away from that childhood innocence...
the corruption inevitable. a bruise on a peach.
Inevitably a part of life for one and for all.
unknown to most the struggle of the ignorant jubilation of the promise that is ones manifest destiny and what is reality developing into delusions of grandeur. no institution could be grander. Done with all the cancer! and all the pointless banter! tell the stupid world that I'm putting in for transfer!!
Copyright © Matt Godek | Year Posted 2015
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