Individual
One must part ways with the past
Already concluded, present is all that is left
Cease the desire which brawls cruelly with change,
For the already beaten path-
Is one not to be tread numerous times over
Step forward with unblinking eyes,
Regret nothing in one’s history,
For it has constructed the individual now trudging on
The individual of faith, hope, and drive.
Copyright © Melissa Ross | Year Posted 2007
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